Its a kind of heaven
For those who suffered in this world
For those who claimed for justice
But crappy values are still keywords

In this redemption place
There is good news for honored lives
The roles are now inverted
Corrupted men regretting for their lies

Now its time to remove the pain
Of some poor and faithful souls
The wind is blowing up for the justice rain
To make them pay for all mistakes
Killing their hopes

Beyond this life God sent, the souls of good men
To the Hall of Hell with the sword of justice in their hands
In life, they tasted the injustice and testified all the pain
They saw people dying and politicians rising increasing their own gains

Now its time to remove the pain
Of some poor and faithful souls
The wind is blowing up for the justice rain
To make them pay for all mistakes
Killing their hopes

Confusing feelings
Hear them screaming
They do not believe
In hell they will find more

And in Gods name
These angels pray
Choices were made
Bad souls must be destroyed

And then arrives the end
So they can rest until another rain comes.