Not a sacred place!
This place is cursed by God for sure!
See them try to k** the pain, blackness fills the mind, decayed
Swarming stigma attaches, insane
Yesterday, truth despaired, my life, stolen easily
Trenched again, unfathomed thoughts, my grave deeply
Stone grown, growing in squares, light shines me thru
Blindly finding, doubting, d**h's riddles, so true
(Saxophone by Marcello Balena)