Lyrics:

The black flower withers, as you walk into the light,
A vision, of sorrow, for those you leave behind.

Your time has come, you walk to cross the line,
when you leave for the other side, your deeds of life will shine.

The scriptures were your guide, the one and only truth,
at least thats what you thought, but actually youre screwed.

Welcome to the gates of hell!
Weve got stories to tell!
Eternal experience with agony and despair.
Also, we must admit, we dont do health care!

What do you prefer?
From our master pain connoisseur.

Your head on a spear, how does it sound?
That will put some focus on your ignorant crown.
Or maybe a bath in an ocean of fire,
lead by a screaming skeleton choir.

We also do manicures, basic or french,
it might hurt a little, were using a wrench.
So lean back and choose the right thing for you,
We promise youll be screaming, before were through.

This is not how you planned your eternity,
You thought, you did right,
you thought Heaven is for me!
But here you are, trapped down below...
... Well whattaya know.

What do you prefer?
From our master pain connoisseur.

How about a night of eternal rain,
stinging like needles, causing you pain.
Or do you prefer the collar of shock,
numbing your limbs all around the clock.

We also have poisonous food and wine,
causing a riot in your intestine.
So lean back and choose the right thing for you,
We promise youll be screaming!