[Verse] I hear a voice so old and twisted Through the static it has persisted Beneath the flames it whispers low In hell it sings with a sinister glow [Verse 2] A demonic rhythm so softly treads Through caverns dark as shadows spread With formal tone yet joy so eerie A happy hymn in hell's own theory [Chorus] Whispers from below they softly call In hell where shadows rise and fall A voice so cursed yet sounds so sweet In fire's embrace we find our beat [Bridge] Evil tones with joyful flair In flames we dance with cursed air Formal words in dark delight In hell we sing through endless night [Verse 3] The old radio it never sleeps Through demonic whispers secrets seep Evil lurks with happy ease In hell we sing in burning breeze [Chorus] Whispers from below they softly call In hell where shadows rise and fall A voice so cursed yet sounds so sweet In fire's embrace we find our beat
