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Hunted for several weeks

Prey for sacrificial Rites

He tried to save his Life

Hiding and escaping

He failed

Now his mind has gone away

His body has been flaggellated

Every drop of his blood that falls on the ground

Creates a strange sound

Every time the whip falls

Bringing with her parts of the Infidel

He never screams

Even when the blade

Starts to cut his arms away

Even when the incandescent spear

Begins to pierce him

It's a Ritual of rare brutality

This faith is worst than being tortured

He has been whipped, burned, blinded and dissected

Grotesque show of deformed

preachers frames this tribulation

The Chapel now is covered by blood

A strange Liturgy starts

Redundant words of Hatred and Faith

Irrational visions of Reality

Cruel Obsession of the Infidel