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Naive ingenuous enthusiasm
Base hungers under a flimsy gloss
Sickening desires and fantasies
A pilgrim on the path to debauchery
Forsaken light, purple and gold
Along a sycamore-lined road

Walking along Via Subterranea
Darkness falls cloaked in mystery
Underground temples and shrines
Reveal the dark and the wicked

As Darkness falls
Base hungers awaken

Staring wide-eyed ahead
A din from dark cavities
And brothels, leading astray
Mud, filth, danger
A breath of putrid air
Away from life and insipid people

True human nature speaks
The heady perfume of sins
Buried mysteries, lust and perversions
Are underground realities of this Realm

‘'The Devil holds the strings which move us !
In repugnant things we discover charms ;
Every day we descend a step further toward Hell,
Without horror, through gloom that stinks''

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