The Pink Cathedral
The house of worship for heathen activity
Drawn to it's very existence, will power ceases to exist
Fluid and deliberate functions trap uncertain souls
The point of no return beyond the pulpit
Great pleasure in kneeling before the dominant one
Tempting house of sinful praise
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