Orchid. (II) "The Opeth Diaries."

' "Where is the apostle?"
He has not contacted me, Paul, and I do not know.
"Very well, we shall begin-"
Not yet. I have the feeling that something...
"Or someone?" said Paul.
Someone, has wrought fate upon him...
"Like what, fellow man?"
(People gather now, lining outside the sanctuary doors.
Some begin to cry out, in mourning for their losses...
Falling in unconsciousness to the soiled hill...
Unable to contain...emotion.)

As you can see, travesties have passed us all...you know that, Paul.
"And what transvestites, would ever fall over such a man?"
A man of faith...
A man of merit...
A man of goodwill...
What trial, has the serpent Lucifer ever hid from a vessel?
"Considerately, what has he hidden from us all?"

"Look around,