[chorus]

Welcome to the garden of hate, this is not a nice place.
Here, no one likes you, we don't like your face.
In Garden of Hate, you will suffer and burn,
When you have arrived, there is no turning back!

(No, you can't turn back!) (x2)

Only thing that grows on our land,
is anger, which grows from a pile of sand.
When it has grown enough,
you will realize what is tough!

(No, you can't turn back!) (x2)

[chorus]

(No, you can't turn back!) (x2)

From darkness we came, and to darkness we are going again, like a train!