Motograter

Where you stay, and where you roam
Fighting to be, cold or warm
Among the beast, you try to live
Your life in peace, but you've been sworn to
Hell, is this what your striving for
Hell, where your flesh is burnt from the bone
Can you feel the fire burning
Life in hell is what you are earning
For crimes which you're serving
Time in flames is what you've never felt before
Flesh is burnt from your bone, from your bone, from your bone
When shall thee, free thyself
From these chains, which bound his limbs
Tightly to stones, that seem to singe
Flesh from his bone, fire within
Hell, is this what your striving for
Hell, where your flesh is burnt from the bone
Can you feel the fire burning
Life in hell is what you are earning
For crimes which you're serving
Time in flames is what you've never felt before
Flesh is burnt from your bone, from your bone, from your bone
Can you feel the fire burning
Life in hell is what you are earning
For crimes which you're serving
Time in flames is what you've never felt before
Flesh is burnt from your bone, from your bone, from your bone