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Strolling up to the capitol of Hell
The towers themselves are not as dark as the one's who've rebelled
Demon-angels are the guards of the gate
And the City of Dis doesn't welcome the poet Dante
And then angel comes by
With a thrust of his hand
They descend
With the gates open wide
