There is a House at the dead end street, a place where God no longer dwells A desecrated chapel where they meet to open the gates of Hell The curtain rises and the show begins, this hall is overfilled with human sins My heart beats fast and I hold my breath as I stare right into the face of death This is the House Of Blood, welcome to the House Of Blood Angels staring down from the above, the flames of Hell are burning bright Like silent witnesses they disappear and fade away into the night This is the House Of Blood; this is the House Of Blood, welcome to the House Of Blood Shadows dancing on a naked wall, a candle flickers in the darkened hall Close your eyes and you will know this is the ultimate Death Metal show