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Walking among flames, and glowing stones

The ruler of this world, is seated on his throne

A red fog in the air, from evaporating blood

4 horsemen lead the troops, they’re ready for the war

One foot in hell, my flesh burns

One foot in hell, but I feel no pain

One foot in hell, the soles of my boots

One foot in hell, are melting as I walk

I can see everything, but they can't see me

As if my soul, were split between two worlds

The regent stands up, and walks toward me

I will finally, know my destiny

Thousands of eyes, of tortured sinners begging for mercy

I am a chronicler, writing the story of the tormented souls

Walking among flames, and glowing stones

The ruler of this world, is seated on his throne

A red fog in the air, from evaporating blood

4 horsemen lead the troops, they are ready for a war

One foot in hell, my flesh burns

One foot in hell, but I feel no pain

One foot in hell, the soles of my boots

One foot in hell, are melting as I walk

One foot in hell, one foot in hell