| Touch the walls, liquid mirrors
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| Feel the floors, black hungry pools
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| The ceiling above, malignant space
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| The rooms around, gates to the void
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| Everything is true but nothing is real
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| In this house of illusion
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| In this dark-red church
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| You will loose your pathetic soul
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| Disturbing angels everywhere
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| (Are) Meeting with distorted lines
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| Creating a twisting
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| Abominable structure
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| Every corner is a piece
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| Of obscure, unearthly art
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| Small black gateways
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| To the palace of the Worm
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| In every room you are prey
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| To the hounds of emptiness
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| The eyes of the Devourer
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| Are watching through the window’s glass
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| Space and time collide
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| Behind close doors you see your past
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| Beyond these doors
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| There is no future… for you… |