There is an island born of fire
Where man has no place
Where the wretched stench of death fills the air
And now that those gates have been opened
Not even you can contain hell's fury
You are not ready for this
Fire
There is an island born of fire
A place where evil lurks in the shadows
Where man has no place
Where the wretched stench of death fills the air
And now that those gates have been opened
Not even you can contain hell's fury
This land is home to the fiery gates of hell
You are not ready for this
There is an island where man has no place
Fire
There is an island born of fire
Where man has no place
This land is home to the fiery gates of hell
You are not ready for this
Fire