Dante's Inferno - Septicflesh

«Per mi si va ne la citta dolente

Per me si va ne l’etterno dolore

Per me si va tra la perduta gente.»

Threatening and cold

A poem for the underworld

Where shadows walk

Beyond redemption

Dante’s Inferno

Dante’s Inferno

Minos wraps his serpent

Tail around himself

To mark a sinner’s level

His prison cell

The famous poet Dante

Is passing through the gates

The only living being

In this accursed place

Threatening and cold

A poem for the underworld

Where shadows walk

Beyond redemption

Dante’s Inferno

Dante’s Inferno

The greedy pay the price

Their wealth is cursed

The wrathful fight each other

Covered with slimy mud

The flames are burning heretics

And for the violent ones

Red blood is boiling

As thieves will turn to vipers

And vipers will turn to thieves

Ninth, the lower plain

Who could ever guess?

It is a frozen lake!

An angel in his past, a fallen one

Right on the spot he crashed

For aeons is lying down