This hall is infinite,
Lined with metal doors;
Enclosed enclosure,
For those with flaws.

The ugly stay within,
The pretty rule the world;
Exposed exposure,
And in the corners they curled.

Upon the drastic contrast,
Apollo walks the walking way;
Approaching approacher,
Into the place with no day.

There is no strife here,
No disquiet that he might see;
Resolute resolution,
The decision to set them free.

Entitled to a certain god,
No humanitarian to be true;
Assasinated assassin,
Walks the way with you.

Approaches a door unlocked,
Stops in the threshold to observe,
Observant observer,
To a sight that is truely absurd.

The room is white stained red,
A girl lay flat with no eyes to see;
Saving saviour,
Holds her to his chest with intensity.

Alarm bells ring loud,
Pulling the fire escape in reflex;
Signalling signal,
Doors open across the complex.

Apollo approaches the doorway,
In haste undoes the clasp;
Escaping escapee,
Running 'till she awakens in his grasp.