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Dead ashlars, petrified air, forceps are laying in wait. Screaming ashlars, panting walls, ropes tighten and rip. Agony is sticking at the walls and the earth is discharging pus.

The fire is asleep and the hours creep by then he stands in the doorway. Agony is coming down the walls and lowers on everything.

Hell stares out through every crack, the chamber of torture is starting to breathe.

The illusion man breaks through his hand. What remains is a screaming animal. The superl of his movements creates infinite fear.

The illusion man breaks through his hand. What remains is a screaming animal. His desire is inexhaustible. And molten fire is casted over white flesh. Houses are creeping over the ground. He is stepping into a place, he is examining a strangers face. The eyes are blackest depths.

The stranger says:

"You are the torturer. You are the ugliest, you are the last of mankind. My life is a descent into nothing, yours remains the same in nothing. I enjoyed every pleasure. but revulsion is left over. Yours is eternal, you torture. Let's reverse roles, let me be the torturer just for 24 months".

He turns to the stranger, an ulcerous orb. He is fleeing from a gigantic grin who is bursting with venom and arrives at his new home.

Impending onslaught is drawing near. Darkness is creeping into the pores, he is waiting.

The sacrifice bowl is broken, the stranger does not come. He is whipping the dogs to death. Insane, he massacres wife and child. He hears the sentence through the distance. They bind his body with stakes to the ground. A gigantic grin, it is the stranger.

The torture chamber is the world, the world is pain, the torturer is god. A man screams:

"Why didn't you come?"

God laughs:

"Why become man again?"

A man groans:

"Why do you torture me?"

God laughs:

"I do not need any shadow".