Undying Ritual Songtext
von Crungus

Hell is a cage bird that never flies
And endless gray stormy skies
Hell is losing the one that you love
With no choice or help from above

Hell is the lies we tell
The version of ourselves we sell
The face behind the veil and the toll of the bell
Hell is the lies we tell
The version of ourselves we sell
The face behind the veil and the toll of the bell


Hell is
Giving every last ounce of effort
To save someone from themself
Only to be discarded like an unread book
Upon the shelf
Upon the shelf
Hell is the endless loop of mediocrity and pain
Self righteous faces of disdain
Hell is an earth filled with cancer of the brain
No Able just Cain

Hell is the lies we tell
The version of ourselves we sell
The face behind the veil and the toll of the bell
Hell is the lies we tell
The version of ourselves we sell
The face behind the veil and the toll of the bell


I know that they told you hell is a place
Reserved for those who fell from grace
With fire and brimstone burning and molten lava churning
But hell is never having a place to call home
Hell is
Reliving the shame
With a different face
With a different name
Absorbing all of the blame
Forced to play the game of glory, greed and fame
I know that they told you hell is a place reserved for those
That fell from grace with fire and brimstone burning and molten lava
Churning
But hell is never having a place to call home
But hell is never having a place to call home