Heavy rain drenched canyon   Roaring thunder a big tree fell   Dogs of nightstorms started howling   In red glare of rocks   An old church appeared   It's gates a suffering monk      Where do I know him from?   Face with scars   Where do I know you from?   But no answer   Clang of keys   The iron gate was opened   Monk standing just behind   Invited me to come inside   Darkness, dirt, foul smell wafted   Then I noticed shreds of heads   Yelling in pain   Their eyes stared at me      And what for   And what for   At such night you want to come   Where do I know you from   It's like devil's house.   Chains, chains thrown off   Till blood.