Hell awaits, the slaves of humanity The civilization they live blind in figured peace Hell awaits, distress is their destiny We are the slaves, the slaves of humanity Wrath shall embrace us Panic grows with population Ailing in plague, nailed to the walls That we pulled up to hide in Incarcerated with death among us The masses are dragged down the rifts By their own weight Hell awaits, the slaves of humanity Hell awaits, distress is their destiny The vultures will dance In their circles of blood We have yet joined the rite Abject and dismembered We are indignified Listen to the signs Forr we do not know The day the trumpets will blow Wrath shall burn us Panic outgrows population Ailing in plague, a circle of death I’ll die again and again Hell awaits, distress is their destiny Hell awaits, the slaves of humanity