A yawning cave, dark and endless
Swelling barks of frenzied rage
Warder of the gates of Hades

Jailer of the dead

In the shadowed gulf of doom

Beware the cursed Cerberos
Dreaded hound who has no pity
Lies in wait and eats them up

Shakes the ends of the Earth
With barks from his three throats
Bristling snakes upon his necks

The blood of men enshrouds his coat

Lying in the darkened threshold

Reared up with all mouths wide
Scattering bones before him now
Ablaze his blood red eyes


Grisly death God
Hound of the pit