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The Demonic Door Will you look deep inside that ghastly door? Can you hear the screams that linger? Take a stroll and become inhuman. You'll never be you again. Demons want to welcome you to their home. Will you look inside that ghastly door? Come on, take a peek into the white light. See the deadened scenery on the other side. Take a stroll and become inhuman. Smell the sweet scent of decay. Smile upon the blackened God. Will you look inside that ghastly door? You will hear your voice screech. The light will seize you. Take a stroll and become inhuman. The door is holiness defiled. They sing a song of a corrupted bloodthirsty God. Demons want to welcome you to their home. Will you look inside that ghastly door?
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