Mutation of the cells

Those who disobey you

Man is no longer a man

Writhe in agony between despair and desire

You who do not resist feel the time slip away

The final choice approaches

Little time remains

One after another the bodies marked with death

Dominates your body against your futile resistance

You run in chase

When you lose yourself

You become ashes buried in the darkness

Life faces dеath

What is lost will never return

Thе inevitable time of reckoning

You cannot recall the light you will never see once more

The spiral staircase into darkness

Vista of Hell lies beyond the last gate

The river is dyed red and stinks of death

Those who abandon hope form a long line

In their newly given eternal place

Suffer the pain worthy of their sin