Lyrics of On the Road - Piano Meditation

Blistered by the great inferno
The purest tempest of evil
Scorched in a sulphurous torrent
Of demonry and desolation

Weep not for the righteous flesh
Scalded by the brimstone hail
Mourn not for the angel pure
Scalded by the brimstone hail

We seek the cursed city
Guarded by the angels fallen
A bastion of the wicked
Where the tombs of heretics burn

To stand at the chasm's edge
And witness the rains of perdition
Here begin all prayers of the damned
Here lead all paths to the devil

Weep not for the righteous flesh
Scalded by the brimstone hail
Mourn not for the angel pure
Scalded by the brimstone hail

Here all paths lead to the devil