Envision The Terror

Follow... me. 
Into, ob-scu-rity! 

I'll..lead...you... 
To a, domain... 
Of tragic, existence! 

One where the tortured spirits deplore 

Cries from beyond ar heard 
At one with fire, our lord 
Wel-come... to..the.. Afterlife! 

Too late to cry for compassion now 
Have chosen non-repentance 
Blistering winds consume your flesh 

Ghouls all to see, unholy beaconing 
Searing tides, deplete your soul