You must listen very carefully to what I have to say
There isn't much time, because you-know-who has consumed all the instruments
For many eons now, I have been trapped on this planet
He is keeping me here against my will
And sometimes, when I press my ear up very close to the concrete
I can hear his daughters sobbing with laughter
Either I am blind, or I have been in darkness ever since the sun exploded 14 centuries ago
A few hours ago, he-who-keeps-me-here visited me, saying
"God, why do the millions worship you instead of I?
Am I not more powerful, more forgiving, and truly compassionate?"
A black liquid was seeping uncontrollably from my mouth
And all I could do was babble incomprehensibly about a dream I had many moons ago
In it, a clock ticked constantly, maddening my senses
That was all, but it lasted for many days
Until each tick seemed like fragments of glass piercing my scales
He-who-keeps-me-here tells me that one day I will return to Earth
And then, I will seek my revenge
