Sulfur and bane I cannot stand the pain The fury of hell is driving me insane Nine levels of torment of diabolical intent a post-apocalyptic vision of the abyss Inverted pentagrams made by human flesh Rivers of sorrow by the tears of the dead Fornicating serpents with the daughters of men The who*es of fire riding the black rain Blood flows endlessly through the streams of malice Dark daemonic matter transforms the souls of the pure The beast observes to those who serve, oblivion to those who rebel, bloodshed to those who rule, dominion FIRE, BRIMSTONE, SULFUR & BANE!