The Great Below

Hear how the beginning of the end growls violently down below
 They stand viciously against the world born from the witches cauldron
 Hellhounds on their trail, firestorm as the guiding star
 Their motto shouted lour and clear, to live is to die
 For those who serve the burning pyre
 With a desire to worship the essence of vile
 Servants of the old gods, of an empire long gone
 For those who serve the burning pyre
 With a desire to worship the essence of filthy, vile
 A final journey to the kingdom of the damned
 I've been searching for a purpose in life
 And now it's clear to me that I must end my life
 To see beyond the borders of this darkened dream
 Which was clouded by the bleeding moon
 I give it all to the great below
 My heart and soul in pursuit for the great below
 Ready to commit with the ancient dagger
 Right in the heart shall I stab
 The path to infinite darkness lies in my hands
 The hours passes and the mist grows stronger
 I must admit that it feels right
 Soon to transcend into obscurity, to unknown grounds
 I will stand before a trial of fire
 I will pass the final test. I let the hand of the wicked enlighten me
 The witch laughs and grants me the poison
 Seducing my will and mind
 I fall in trance, into an endless ocean there's no turning back