Grotesque - Submit To Death

Cold winds of hades
Whispers your name
A call from hell
That drives you insane
When the reaper
Reaches out for your hand
Eternal secrets of death
Lies behind

Submit to death

Trapped within
The never ending flames of hell
Possessed chasm
Hollowed by spell
As you're laid to rest
Within your grave
Your soul is bought
Now you're his slave

Submit to death

A strange shadow
Unlocks the forbidden gate
Hideous darkness
Monstrous spawn of death

Now the bells
For you they chime
Time to suffer
Life is your crime
The flames of hell
Suffocates your very last breath
As the embrace of evil
Welcomes you to your death

Submit to death