Labels:text | screenshot | graphics | graphic design | pixel OCR: you hear the screams shoot through the night you try to struggle but you just cant fight you hear the laughter echoing in your head you'd pray for death but you're already dead you feel the pain - the burn of the fire you see the strain - but you begin to tire you smell of brimstone ........ filling the air as a voice echos "beware, beware' ........ you can no longer withstand the strain For all this torture has driven you insane you head to the sanction where all are welcome you will never forget Hells Asylum.
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