The Underground Paradise

The paradise of unbelievers
 A dance in shiver and despair
 Old convenants founded on seeming lies
 Thraldom lurks behind the door
 Our paradise is where the woods quiever
 And the rivers lead nowhere
 Final redemption is waiting on every side
 But thraldom lurks behind
 Who's drowning the hopes and praising delight?
 Widely feared and still uncrowned
 In a land unsown, bleak and fould
 The king of the night is wielding a scythe
 Our reign immortalised in the grace of your death
 Final repose devoid of rebirth
 Shrouded in worn out rage
 The Underground Paradise
 Admonisher of the dead
 All laments portending the end
 Were right about everything
 This hideaway devours deceivers
 The vain endeavour is the praise
 Irreverence grows and spreads on every side
 But thraldom lurks behind
 Our reign immortalised in the grace of your death
 Final repose devoid of rebirth
 Shrouded in worn out rage
 The Underground Paradise
 Admonisher of the dead
 All laments portending the end
 We're right about everything
 Right about everything
 The Underground Paradise
 Admonisher of the dead
 All laments portending the end
 (We're Right)
 Who's drowning the hopes and praising delight?
 Widely feared and still uncrowned
 In a land unsown, bleak and fould
 The king of the night is wielding a scythe