Halls Of Lust

Under the pillars of flesh
Where the hopeless yell
Stinks the taste of death
Blowing winds of lust
Yell their pain
Yell their lust.

Breathe their greed
Into death they must
The halls of lust
Bloody cuts mark their skin
Pale faces sneer
Crying empty eyes
Into the final ride
Lost their faith
Lost their sin
Hope for death
That gloomy grim
The halls of lust
Yell their pain
Yell their lust.

Breathe their greed
Into death they must
The halls of lust
When night falls.

Darkness cloaks this gallery of cruelties
Freezing fog covers their tortured bodies
Oh... this endless winter night
Offers depressive silence
Awaiting the first light
To begin and pump their blood
Into their rotten veins
Fill The halls with lust
Flee from the night's frost
Let the filthy blood flow.

Make the painful final cut
Yell their pain, yell their lust
Breathe their greed
Into death they must
The halls of lust
Lost their faith, lost their sin
Hope for death
That gloomy grim
The halls of lust.