Turn the page another age The soul of life, bound and caged The faces of lovers, beaten down By an army of grinning clowns All's well in Hell See the world winding down Fools and cowards have been crowned A girl with vengeance in her eyes Raises a dagger to the skies All's well in Hell Treason, tragedy, a house of knaves Are the games they play But on this world of chains and graves Wild flowers of blood will grow again But on this world of chains and graves Wild flowers of hope will grow again All's well in Hell.
