Religion of the Dead,
They Built their awful Idols from
ancient knowledge and secrets.
They called into existence grotesque creatures
They opened doors never meant to be opened, looking for something.
They lost control, the thing that came through that gate was a liar and powerful and needed blood to hold on to its physical existence.
It demanded worship and obedience.
It built cathedrals for its children
we were already dead but trapped forever in worship and agony.
