Raging Hellfire - Kaoteon

I do not fear the process of damnation

Hell does not petrify me

Third World and Third Gates

We are all Dante here, it’s not poetic, it’s not an epic

Everyday we burn by a raging fire

The fires of a thousand suns

Rage within my heart

Sulfur flows within my arteries

Seeds of the unjust I witness while you sleep

If you gouge my eyes to shun them from the horror

If you strike my ears with a burning stick to silence the cries

And if these parts believe in your gods of mercy

I promise to cut them off and throw them to wolves

Cursed be the nights

Cursed be the days

Cursed the moments in between

We drown our broken dreams in substance

We poison our veins to forget

We burn in perdition forever

Here, where patriotism and ignorance are strength.