Stockholm V

The infernal column is coming
Thus, your decline will begin

Giving your best enemies
The chance to dance
On your dead body
On your dead body

Even resting under marble
Keep on burning in the sixth circle
Grinding your teeth for the centuries
For the centuries

The infernal column is coming
The Day of Wrath and whining

You'll be the damned,
The deprived, demoted
The shot corpse
Eaten up with remorse

If you've come for me, my fury,
If you've come for me, my fury,
Please don't lose me
Don't lose me.