Pious, holy, bloody and absurd, here the flesh and blood of the devil penetrates into the body of the saint, the bloody martyr is silent, the betrayer wails repeatedly, and the loyal person burns with desire. Misery is this city, where believers are crucified, those who run away are ripped open, and despair and faith arise at the same time. We call this the place where the gods fell.
The Throne of Thorns will be established here, and all living beings will prostrate themselves.
