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The statues rise above the firmament

Judging everyone who walks through its doors

For these keep the secrets of an ancient world that should not see the light



Age of fire

Age of blood

Land of curses

Lords of chaos



The walls tell macabre stories, stories that should not have been told

Did you think plagues were everything?

The further you go through the maze, the closer you are to know the truth

Truths that should not see the light



Be careful where you step, there are traps everywhere

Be careful what you say, there are ears behind the walls

Taking a step back doesn't seem like an option, you can only go forward

But these are not the pitfalls that should concern you



It seems that you have arrived

The jackals herald your arrival

Gold lights your way and you think you've made it

You need one last test, will you be able to get out?

The real danger is not the passageways,

It is what you hide in the depths of your being

Guarded by the sphinxes, the green-skinned god awaits you



He knows what you've done, and he is able to see beyond.

His glowing purple eyes blind your vision,

Showing you that you chose the wrong path.

Well, the only trap in the temple was your mind



Age of fire

Age of blood

Land of curses

Lords of chaos



Harbingers of evil

Riddle creators



Now your body rests with those who already died

The sun and heat erode what's left of you

A pile of gold and bones marks your final resting place

The desert sand will cover your grave, forgotten and nameless