Solve the enigma
Pantheon i
The memories that haunt these rooms.
Made by selfinflicted agony
Made by selfinflicted agony
Why am i here?
In this cold asylum
A lifeless body appears from thin air
Chanting words from those I knew
Before my eyes, images from my dreams emerge
I fall in grief and wither inside
These infernal visions
Never ending torment
My former life, my mistakes
Reflected, echoing, in the vault of my mind
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