This hidden gateway of torturous thorns
Accesorized with the roses of darkness
Where empty souls go to mourn
And the evil spirits go to confess
Screams echo against the hallow paths
Directing all to one single affair
Walk into the reflection of holly wrath
Knowing the fait within the pit of despair
A hole created for the rejected weak
To un full fill they\\\'re mistaken destiny
As all they\\\'re secrets begin to speak
They intervene against hatreds creativity
Sinking into the ground of blinded sanity
While reflections of life that begin to fade
Drowning within deaths only remedy
Where self hatred is finally slay-ed
