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What was that sound?
I slowly turn around, something moved
A void of darkness in the floor, where the altar stood
I move a little closer, cause I cannot see from where I stand
Blood still running down my arm, from all the cuts in my hands
I must enter the unholy cell
I must enter a passage to Hell
Someone is ringing the bell
But there is only me, there is no one else
I think I hear a voice from deep within the hole
I wonder who could be in there, the strong smell of old
I must enter the unholy cell
I must enter a passage to Hell
I can barely see the stairs below
Stairs on which I know my feet must go