You cannot kneel in front of my altar without paying the price. Mercy is never given here, so you better be prepared to sacrifice everything that you are and have to even lay your eyes on me.
This is holy ground and stepping foot on it is the utmost privilege your pathetic existence will ever experience.
I am here to be worshipped as a Goddess, praised as the Sun, revered as the Moon. There is no higher honor than worshipping me, so bow down like the scrape of the world you were meant to be.

