Enter the stairs to this last hope
never know what's hiding behind
thought the flames and tortured corpses
were illusions
but it's a mirror where you topple to the master
ceremonies which crushed the altar
a priest in a shattered pulpit
your simplicity for your feebleness
will be punished for eternity
take comfort ... you're not the only one
this suffering is for masses
incarcerated in a building grizzled machinations
never more a shelter ... your god is distorted
mass distortion ... the end in everlasting fire