This sanctum
It isn't hell
And It isn't heaven
But death birthed a smell
It houses the wicked
It judges the guilty
It curses the weak
And taunts the greedy
Do you have regrets?
Are you to blame
For your catastrophe?
But do you lack the shame?
Don't curse it's malice
Refuse it's bribes
For when you enter the gates
All is lost for he and his bride
It's walls were crafted
From the faces of liars
Labyrinthine were the corridors
Tunnels of rust and iron
Debating with voices
They whisper of vultures
Swarming your senses
Beginning to smolder
Bleeding through pages
Ancestral chants restored culture
You've awakened the sacred
Shackled to your sculptor
The eyes of God's
Pierce your psyche
Dissect your charisma
A serum so frightening
The bishops of temples
Shadow over your being
Time doesn't exist here
Just the eeriness singing
Welcome to limbo
Repetition will fuel mania
You visioned this morbidity
All will vanquish in
G,e,h,e,n,n,a,
©toxicity
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