"The man in the middle promised Paradise
"to your former partner; but no such gift
"for you. Now, before your fear-widening eyes,
"the Roman thugs break your legs. You cannot lift
"your body on them now to gasp a breath:
"thus, as Rome intends, you sink into death.
"But one is here even greater than Rome,
"an emissary from your spiritual home.
"My name, that you might know it, is Belial:
"I heard, and moved swiftly, to your dying call.
"I cannot step near Holy Calvary:
"but where the Romans tossed your corpse to be
"devoured by vermin (with fierce eyes of red!)---
"I raised you up to be ever undead!"
Starward-Led
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