You have finally managed
to push me
beyond the
limits
of my
patience.
Congratulations.
Congratulations.
You have finally managed
to make an
opponent
out of me,
a
true enemy.
Armed
with an
extremely pertinent memory
that extends back in time
for generations.
For generations.
Back to the time
when it all began.
Back to the very point
of our mutual affirmation
of life,
of lies,
of
strife.
And of the
necessity,
of the
legality
of mutual intimidation.
Congratulations.
Congratulations.
You have finally managed
to become
what you
have always wanted
to become -
the almighty God
of
many a foolish nation.
And I,
I must be,
what now
only I can
be,
Satan.
Satan.