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Vast are the halls of eternity

Yet filled with worms crawling inside

Those are the tombs for misguided souls

Their holy temples swarming with flies

Everything dies, above and below

Withered lives in their earthly gallows

The ropes of no hope, the path of an iconoclast

The wordless prayers fade onto deaf ears

Those throats were too tied for a word

As their skin is rubbing thin

Everything dies, above and below

Withered lives in their earthly gallows

The temple of flesh bleeding

Through the wounds of a fallen god

Reverence towards the iconoclast

A veneration of an utter strength

Entombed in abysmal caverns

Everything dies, above and below

Withered lives in their earthly gallows

The ropes of no hope, the path of an iconoclast

The temple of flesh bleeding

Through the scars of a fallen god

Written into the sacred scripts

Scarred on the rotting skin