Hell

作詞:閻韋伶    作曲:世外桃源

Standing on the shoulders of Hades
like the prophets once said
And the ashes are all cold now
no more tears and no more panic attacks

Breathe out in the air and tell the tales
of the brothers and sisters gone
Crude, decay,
All the mess we made, the sin we had
The sin we had
All the mess we made
All the mess we made

Standing on the shoulders of Hades
like the prophets once said
And the ashes are all cold now
no more tears and no more panic attacks

Breathe out in the air and tell the tales
of the brothers and sisters gone
Crude, decay,
All the mess we made, the sin we had