Daughters, this is a place of peril Swarming with vermin and disease I will not abandon thee To this dismal life you lead Fall victim to that knave's treachery Hatred burns ferociously Demons clutch at your feet Monster of ancient malice leads The procession of souls who'll never leave Until rid of malefic wizardry Incessant thumping Sends volatile blood singing Hung from a barbaric chamber Wrench fist from bolted shackles Muscles quiver with blood lust As the first lash peels his skin agonizingly Chamber soaked in crimson Free from demonic prison The procession of souls who'll finally leave Now rid of malefic wizardry The violent creed of, the violent creed... THE VIOLENT CREED OF VENGEANCE! Daughters, this was a place of peril