KnownOrigin
Animarum Damnatorum III
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Description
In the abyss where the damned souls pace,
Flames flicker from a fissure's face.
Each spark a sin, each flame a lie,
Lighting the dark of the eternal sky.
Their cries blend with the sizzling sound,
In this inferno, they are forever bound.
Through searing pain, they wade and roam,
In the fiery crevices they now call home.