This was the one place I saw in Sweden that I really didn’t like. The people I spoke to claimed not to notice how very Masonic it was. So, I offer you a photo of one of the more subtle Masonic influences.
There was also a tetragrammaton over the West door; an early painting of Stockholm that seemed rife with numerological signs; a thoroughly dualistic George and the dragon; and a stunning lack of anything to do with Christ.
Update: I’ve added a wee beastie beneath the fold on request of the Mistress of Dragons.