Domingo 18

A very quiet Sunday in hell, everything is fine
I turn one on and consume it
While I see what the hell to do
I have Hitler as a slave
Doing foot massage

And as an ashtray, well
Pinochet's mouth
A messenger approaches me
He says he comes from heaven
That things rotted

They want to screw me
He says that the wolty of heaven
He's crazy and wants to see me
Because in search of revenge
I killed God, now it was God
Men

That's a problem
But I never shit
And less against myself
Pana I know very well what to do
While I ride Cerberus

Through the gates of hell
My body is on fire
I am enveloped by this power
I can see it in the distance
Ride pegasus

With a golden spear
And a shield on his other arm
While screaming
There is only one Wolty
And you are not a clown

Arrows are starting to rain down on me
But that's pointless
They try to stop me
But I keep moving forward
While sending demigods

I beat them down with punches
You're just killing time
Come on, stand on your hands!
Or maybe you are afraid
I won't kill you again

That made him angry
He came straight to me
He stuck his spear in my belly
But I planned it that way
Take out the god-killing knife
As I look at him and laugh
And I told him

"It's the second time I kill you for being an idiot"
Everything began to shake between winds and strong lightning
A woman appears
With black wings and white eyes
She is the second of the 3 sisters
Of time and space

Responsible for maintaining it
A balanced whole
A finger on my head put
And I saw everything clearly
By killing God I am now God
But also the devil
And that's against the rules

That the sisters created
Now they have to take me
With them to the other side
I appear on a site
Like matrix all white
Where I see my memories

And the things that happened
In different perspectives
They seem to tell me something
I could see my whole life
In 1 second without thinking
The third sister

Appears in front of me
He had golden wings
And platinum-colored eyes
She said she was the protector
Of the divine founding king
That is the one who creates gods, universes and destinies

I take him with me
Wolty said welcome to me
He had golden skin
And eyes like a feline
He said that although I believe everything
I was always depressed

Because I had no idea
How he was born
He asked me to kill him
In order to free him
In exchange he would return me
My normal life without changes

I didn't have much choice
I had to accept the deal
He gave me his sacred sword
And I put an end to it immediately
I heard an explosion
I was flying in a tunnel

I went through a couple of clouds
To fall in my yard
I look to the right
The trash was broken
That the dog had broken me

It was all cloudy above
I look at the calendar
What did Tuesday the 13th say?
I collect the trash
And I felt like eating something

So I headed to China
While I was smoking a fine
I had a week on the edge
And now it's time to relax bro (ha)