Текст песни Realm of the Wicked - Umbra

Ascension into the sky
In an unknown tunnel I rise
Am I alive or have I died
Is this some wicked fantasy
I've found myself alone
In the clouds and mist
In a realm familiar but so foreign
I never thought it could exist
An angel stands before me
Guarding all that is sacred
From the evil that would taint its perfection
A nonbeliever that is unclean
As I sink below the clouds
I see a faint smile
Viewed upon by the crowd
Cheering my shrieking cries
Falling into the black abyss
The fires burn red for an eternal length
As I plummet to the scorched ground
I smell rotting corpses and piss
A lust for suffering
Damning the humans he created
In his own image, an apostate
Who he planned to burn for eternity
Yet he continued his damnation
To torture those who just lived
If you didn't want gods salvation
Then you shouldn't exist
Religion led to my suffering
Both now and when I was alive
Poetic that it turned out this way
I am glad I will be with my own kind
I am welcomed to the realm of the wicked
Where all the evil souls go
I don't feel sickened
In the land so below
A once haunting symbol
Now standing statuesque
In the smoke standing tall
The lord of the unclensed
The unforgiven stand below him
As we wait for his first command
Forever held by a sin
He points his blivet at the damned
And the eternal torture begins
And forever pain is all I feel
The eternal torture begins
As my soul burns away