Howling Furies

Abandon all hope for those who enter
Cause there aint too much of that down here
A clouded mist in a darkened tunnel
And twisted screams are growing near

Now youre down here, youre gonna all stay
Cause the howling furies wanna come out and play
Youre headed for doom, youd better prepare
Cause in this part of the woods almost anythings fair, yeah

You lied and cheated in your miserable life
You met your end with a butcher knife
We laughed when you died, you sit in your grave
Just waiting to turn into satans slave