Abandon all hope for these who enter 
Cause there ain't too much of that down here 
A clouded mist in the darkened tunnel 
And twisted screams are growing near 

Now you're down here 
You're gonna all stay 
Cause the howling furies 
Wanna come out and play 
you're headed for doom 
You'd better prepare 
Cause in this part of the woods 
Almost anything's fair 

You lied and cheated in your miserable life 
Met your end with a butcher knife 
We laughed when you died 
you sit in you grave 
Waiting to turn into satan's slave