[ Featuring Philippe Gray, Thomas Blanc ]
Skin raw on the face
Scent of death and decay
Shadow of a former self
Left to rot in frozen hell
Voices echo in your head
Cursed, unable to forget
For your crimes laid to rest
Left to rot as punishment
Locked inside emptiness
Blurry sight, burning chest
Arise in the witching hour
Emerge from eternal fire
Voices echo in your head
Soul sold for deliverance
Body freed, your will is kept
Price is your eternal debt
Gruesome death preferred to this
Never ending enslavement