Enter the stairs to this last hope Never know
what's hiding behind Thought the flames and
tortured corpses Were illusions But
it's a mirror where you topple to the master Ceremonies which crushed the altar A
priest in a shattered pulpit Your simplicity
for your feebleness Will be punished for
eternity Take comfort... you're not the only
one This suffering is for masses Incarcerated in a building grizzled
machinations Never more a shelter... your
god is distorted MASS DISTORTION... the end
in everlasting fire
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