Hell کے بول

Thousands of stone eyes seal my fate Woth rotten mouths full of hate Feeding my poison Serpent's hands Give me a silver goblet With the devil's brand I feel my body enter a shell Closing my eyes Living this hell I check my calendar There are no appointments I cover great distances Between past and present Returning from a tunnel To once again behold the light I'm stuck in my body Immune to wrong or right I feel my body enter a shell Closing my eyes Living this hell I check my calendar There are no appointments I cover great distances Between past and present Returning from a tunnel To once again behold the light I'm stuck in my body Immune to wrong or right I feel my body enter a shell Closing my eyes Living this hell