Wake in front
of a solossal shadow.
Sucked by strange voices
from the nothingness.
Giant sculptures apppear.
An old man enthroned,
Reading the ancient scriptures.
Close his book and whisper.
The name of the lost spirits.
And serves the cups of fire.
Ritual of flames.
Baptizing the souls of the purgatory.
Fall angels,
Executed... into the magic circle.
To kneel souls.
The old man is ridding on a thunder.
The hypnosis has finished.
Now you must rest in peace.
