In the hidden rooms downstairs
Filled with spirits
Death is all I can inhale
Death is all I can feel
As I feel their presence
Their interference
Death demands death
And I leave them to die here
To never ascend
To remain in the depths
Of inhumanity
Where they belong
I return to the world of the living
To temporary sanity
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