Domingo 18

A very calm Sunday in hell, everything's fine
I light one up, I consume it
While I figure out what the hell to do
I have Hitler as a slave
Giving me a foot massage

And as an ashtray, well
Pinochet's mouth
A messenger approaches me
Says he comes from heaven
That things have gone bad

That they want to mess with me
Says the wolty from heaven
Is crazy and wants to see me
Because in search of revenge
I killed God, now I was God the
Man

That's a problem
But I never back down
And especially not against myself
Buddy, I know exactly what to do
While I ride Cerberus

Through the gates of hell
My body catches fire
It envelops me with all this power
In the distance I can see it
Riding Pegasus

With a golden lance
And a shield on his other arm
While he shouts
Wolty, there's only one
And you're not a clown

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

I knock them out with punches
You're just buying time
Come on, face me head-on
Or is it that you're scared
That I'll kill you again

That made him angry, man
He came straight at me
Stuck his lance in my belly
But I planned it that way
I pulled out the gods' knife
While I looked at him and laughed
And I said

It's the second time I kill you, you fool
Everything started shaking amidst winds and strong lightning
A woman appears
With black wings and white eyes
She's the second of the 3 sisters
Of time and space

Responsible for keeping
A balanced whole
She placed a finger on my head
And I saw everything clearly
By killing God, now I am God
But also the devil
And that goes against the rules

That the sisters created
Now they have to take me
With them to another place
I appear in a place
Like a white matrix
Where I see my memories

And the things that happened
From 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
She had golden wings
And platinum-colored eyes
She said she was the protector
Of the divine founding king
Who is the one who creates gods, universes, and destinies

She took me with her
She said, 'Wolty, welcome'
She had golden skin
And eyes like a feline
She said that even though he created everything
He was always depressed

Because he had no idea
How he was born
She asked me to kill him
To set him free
In return, she would give me
My normal life back unchanged

I didn't have much choice
I had to accept the deal
She gave me her sacred sword
And I ended it right then
I heard an explosion
I was flying in a tunnel

I passed through a couple of clouds
To land in my backyard
I looked to the right
The trash was broken
That the dog had torn apart
It was all cloudy
I looked at the calendar
Which said Tuesday 13
Next to the trash
And I felt like eating something

So I headed to the Chinese place
While smoking a joint
I had a close call this week
And now it's time to relax, bro