A wound has taken mi amor in the underworld of godsnI've seek the corridors of the Gardens of HellnI've found the place where she was lockednI sang for the fucking gods : Oh please let her go !nOh Gardiens of Hell !n(she's stuck in it)nCame my muse just like a bombnI thought that she followed menWas she free or holding on ?nThe silence of HellnDon't look back, oh Eurydice I movednShe sent a kiss, when she was gonenI'll never see her once morenAgony was folding upon, I lost my crusadenDon't look back, oh Eurydice I movednThe strain I've felt, left me to regret youn(she's stuck in it)nThe pain, the souvenirs are strongnThe state I'm in is dead coldnNow I wean of all my bloodnIn the Gardens of HellnDon't look back, oh Eurydice I movednThe strain I've felt, left me to regret younWhat Hell has done with you ?nWhat Hell has done with you ?