Martyrs

It is the day when the gates were opened Come in and behold the torments of those Who has not justified hopes Skin of martyr covered with sores His eyes always look at the mistakes of past Severed limbs sewn to his exhausted body To be torn again, martyr is burning alive Thousands of years Thousands of years He's almost dead Come in and help him Stand on his place It is the day when the gates were opened Come in and behold the torments of those Who has not justified hopes Dead children dance in a circle Adults watching them, hanging on the gallows Come in Air is cold But fire is everywhere Abandon all hope Who enter here Come in It's about day when the heaven fell so low It's about time I abandoned all hope Horns, wings, and the bloodstone inside the devil's eyes Don't you scared Don't stay too close to god, hellhounds will bite What prayer do you wanna tell I'll always get on my knees Before the gates of oblivion I am so weak Paradise will always be The emptiness inside of me So can I come in So can I come in Don't you scared Don't stay too close to god, hellhounds will bite What prayer do you wanna tell I'll always get on my knees Before the gates of oblivion I am so weak Paradise will always be