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