Hell

ORIAX:

Welcome, you, Teumman
Noble by birth
Mower of warriors
And eager of girls
Blessed and handsome
Generous and cruel
Rich of the richest
Yet cultured and wise

But now you’re dead
Your thread has been cut
Ashes to ashes
Now you’re no more
Tell me your glory
What good is it for
Damned for eternity
Down here in hell

You’ve lost your good friends
Faithful and brave
You lost a lush life
Easy and safe
You lost a palace
Of marble and gold
You lost the warm beds
You’ve lost your world

But you’re so lucky
Your wheel’s still in turn
You’ve got one chance
There will be no more
Your fate in balance
You got to choose
To live forever
Or rot here in hell

Bow your head
‘cause your master’s coming
Through the fire
And his eyes are shining
He will tell you, so listen well
He’ll give you heaven or give you hell