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Underneath the earth, beneath their temple

Haunted by God, hunted by everyone

One by one they died and buried each other

Carrying their own legacy

It’s their skulls, their empty carcasses

That will dwell here forever

Bones decorate the walls of this crypt

Ceilings and chandeliers made of rotten innards

Chalices made of human skulls, filled with black blood

Hanged limbs on the gate

Show to the shadows this passage of grief

The smell of their agony

And the stench of their desperation

Conquer this dark place

Into the gallery of bones

Trapped to eternity

Wooden crosses everywhere

A graveyard under the view

Of their eternal monument

A barren landscape covered with dead soil