Texty: Three Sixes. Hell's Home.

Welcome to the tomb
your fate awaits you inside
a sentence to eternal slaughter
in the prison of fire
I'm the face of pain
Hell's open, golden gate
the unholy crematorium
to all that I've slain
I'll amputate your soul
while I slash through your flesh
mutilate your fucking carcass
as you gasp your last breath
I'm pre-meditated murder
homicide by six times
I am home, I am Hell
I am death I'm alive

Cold blood bleeds through possessed haunted walls
feel infernal terror start to rip you apart
feasting from your fears, I devour your soul
Death is my name, from Hell I've returned

Hell's Home
Hell's Home
Hell's Home

Weak attempts by your priests
to try to excorcise me
I defy with fire
from Hell's blistering heat
I deny your book of lies
rape the holy mans mind
burn his skin, reject his faith

and swarm the fucker with flies
I'm the homicidal drive
inside the murdering soul
hear my voice, squeeze the trigger
spray the brains on the wall
horrified in terror
while you scream to your god
I'll claim your sacred territory
with an inverted cross

Cold blood bleeds through possessed haunted walls
feel infernal terror start to rip you apart
feasting from your fears, I devour your soul
Death is my name, from Hell I've returned

Hell's Home
Hell's Home
Hell's Home

Sacreligious cemetery of pain
penetentiary of torment
dooming all I engrave
I'm the last mistake you'll make
there's no escape, no return
I'm the final destination
where your soul will burn