Through the infinitive halls of death

I know that my old life is ending
very soon i'll lose my breath
but raise up high or slow descending
(is the question after death)
death is a forecourt to hell,
where the lost of humanity dwell [x 2]
In the realm of the other side
i saw some spirits a force of might
black and white and side by side
they will take me beyond the light
Death is a forecourt to hell,
where the lost of humanity dwell [x 2]
Through the shadows of my soul
walking in an endless cave
searching for a deep black hole
To find my destiny or grave
death is a forecourt to hell,
where the lost of humanity dwell [x 2]
doomed to hell
misery and death, pain and sorrow
the air was poisoned by the smell of burning flesh
i saw the beast
a great shadow surrounded by black demons
satan he laughed as he saw me burn