Who is alive? And who is dead?
Images of horror never leave my head
Trapped in hell forgotten dreams
Left to die is what it seems

The gates of hell

A priest suicide a young girl buried alive
Close the gates or you will die
Your eyes bleed from the stare of death
Regurgitated guts till your last breath

The gates of hell

With the rain of maggots
The morbid truth is revealed
Emily is the butcher but
She has been dead for days
At the funeral parlor
The gates have open wide
As time runs out
You become dead inside