The cross is upside down, and God has turned His back.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀       The bedroom is freezing, the white eyes stare
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀As faith turns to dust on the cold, wooden stair
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   No heaven, no mercy, just bone-chilling fright
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀       The demon laughs loud in the belly of night.




If you step into the void, you might as well leave the heavy baggage at the door. No expectations, no pretension. 🕷





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