I am the emptyness
The creator
The fullness
A glutony beast with the devil's anger
But there's always more
Never surrender
Until the death reborns
Inside my stomach growing painfully
As is my sensation of emptyness
Lack of creation
Excess of fullness
A massacrated corpse covered with the blood of the avarice
I would not be judge anymore... He told me
I would not be judge anymore
There is a place called hell, There is a place called hell he said
And hell is real