I have just swallowed a terrific mouthful of poison.
- Blessed, blessed, blessed the advice I was given !
- My guts are on fire.
The power of the poison twists my arms and legs,
cripples me, drives me to the ground.
I die of thirst, I suffocate, I cannot cry.
This is Hell, eternal torment ! See how the flames rise !
I burn as I ought to. Go on, Devil !
I once came close to a conversion to the good and to felicity, salvation. How can I describe my vision, the air of Hell is too thick for hymns ! There were millions of delightful creatures in smooth spiritual harmony, strength and peace, noble ambitions, I don't know what all ?
Noble ambitions !
Seven deadly sins
Seven ways to win
Seven holy paths to hell
And your trip begins
Seven downward slopes
Seven bloodied hopes
Seven are your burning fires,
Seven your desires...
