“The young girl sings as the flames of the nine engulf her form, her melody drowning in the screams of the hells.

	‘May God's good grace save me from this place. I offer a song of tranquility. Lapis lazuli and turquoise is the gift I offer to thee. Should I awake in heaven and be forgiven forever, I thank the merciful God.’

	And as her voice held true a blinding light burned through the ceiling of hells that trapped her. The fires and brimstone parted before the light, and the girl was wrapped in its warmth. She was lifted on through all the doom and gloom and she finally found her true home."

-Translation of the poem