Exquisite Torments Await - Cradle Of Filth

Abandon hope all ye who enter here

For herein lies the path to sadness

The poetry of woe set midst the sweet lament of fear

Carouses in fantasia like spirits cast to madness

Here we prey

Severe, the day

Dies irae

Dies illa

Dies tribulation

Et angustie

Dies calamitati

Et miseriae

Dies tenebrarum

Et caliginis

Dies nebulae

Et turbinis

Dies tubae

Et clangoris…

Fresh meat now tests these jaws of death