The way leading down without end.
None can see it and the soul is captured and raped.
In dungeon tombs created before all angels.
Dark signs covered the stones like morbid snakes.
Among strange stars blackened forms are moving there
Like a groan of wind, terrible voice of tormenting souls mutilates ears
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