Stench of scorched flesh, the fifth circle of hell
The burning city of Dis, a pit of sinister essence
Effigies of demonic seals and signs stand tall around the walls
Into the pandemonium, into the fifth circle of hell
Into the pandemonium, into the dark abyss
So mystifying and mesmerizing, the obscurity in this burning chaos
So dark and bitter winds in these lands of the damned and forgotten souls
Everlasting fiery flames surrounding the abode of sinister essence
Heretics and sinners dwelling in agony, ill will and malice
Fallen angels, sentinels of this burning chaos stand high and mighty
So mystifying and mesmerizing, the obscurity in this burning chaos
So dark and bitter winds in these lands of the damned and forgotten souls
Annals of profound secrets and knowledge long lost preserved in flames
Usurpers of the throne of fire is rising as their powers are growing with hate
Secrets of the dark lies within this burning haven of malevolence
Pandemonium shall unleash its demons unto the surface of the earth
The heavens shall crumble and fall and the walls of the church shall wither
Oceans shall dry out and man shall turn against his brother
The sun will never rise the moon shall turn black
Humanity will fail this ordeal and the beasts of pandemonium will prevail