I build the citadel by a shit...
Stinking monastery for the lost souls...
In a fetidity they are tormented and kiss an anus of the magestic god.
In their words - emptiness.
Polishing a stinking dome of a faecal monolith.
The world has sunk in blood, therefore your are here.
Chew my shit for I am your destiny.
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