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