Pilgrims, on a journey one by one Prayer beads on a necklace Candles on the Altar row by row Teeth in skulls in the nameless graves Amulets on necks The Hoary flapping robes Beds are wet with sweat and blood Insects feast on forgotten skin An X shaped grave with two bodies Skeletal cross barring the shaft to the depths Below the rocks and chasms The bellies of wyverns grow fat Between the teeth of the crocodile we wander Our leering skull sockets skinless Faces carved off in devotion Rancid tongues utter morbid prayers Ropes and tar our clothes Dangling from stalagmites Under the maw of Abaddon The door in the dragon's throat