They lay in wait.

You are nothing but a pale beast of HIM! Look at that BLACK HEART

HE burns for US, e t e r n a l l y

His Grace Taunts The Souls of the Forgotten

HER children wait in the dark places beyond our ken

SHE takes our faces, for they are not needed when we enter HER

I̜͚̣̹̥t҉'̝̠̫͎̪͎̦s̴̼̖͕̮̠͙̟ n͚͍o̳̞͖̖̬̬̺t́

A chorus of agony. A symphony of singing flesh. An applause for

Can they not SEE the flames that dance inside their own halls

I TRANSCEND

Your life is at an end, your suffering has only begun. Join HIM.

They struggle, for they do not know bliss awaits in Her grasp.