Black hollow eyes,
A voice in my head
says it's my demise
I dream that I die, or is it for real
Transcend to another time

Darkness, a rotten smell
A stench of evil, reek of death
A slow descend to hell

To Abaddon chained by fire and hate
To Abaddon Were the sinners meet their fate
PANDEMONIUM

The bottomless plain
The deepest below
Hell-Fires feeding from pain
Sinners march on, outside of time
Whipped by lashing Sulphur rain

Darkness, a rotten smell
A stench of evil, reek of death
A slow descend to hell

To Abaddon chained by fire and hate
To Abaddon Were the sinners meet their fate
PANDEMONIUM