To my Satan
To my Satan
Thank you for everything, thank you, my Master, my guardian angel, oh Satan
Thank you for saving my life, thank you for your knowing, I get that for science
Science, a living science, my new life power. Yeah, I do my new life. It’s Power.
Thank you for the lines, oh Satan, my mentor, and driver, Master of Literature
My Master, I need something. I can’t fix my life — a little help. And I fixed my life.
Please, help! I need your power. I am your student, be my ghost. I need the light.
I need light. But I want to live in the dark. In the Dark. Shadow is my light. Mind.
Perfect. But I need more dark light. I am a killer. And I am a Hungarian. German.
I love Hanover. I lived there. Master, take me far, and teach your top philosophy,
… to my mind.
Satan: Do you want to say something?
Vilmos: Yes.
Satan: What?
Vilmos: I want to give back my life.
Satan: What??
Vilmos: To the God.
Satan: Why??
Vilmos: I don’t know — too much suffering.
Satan: I know your life. But be strong.
Vilmos: I am alone.
Satan: I am with you.
Vilmos: Thank you.
Satan: Don’t talk to Charles.
Vilmos: Why? I like him.
Satan: You are my witch. Don’t chat with him anymore.
Complete the order.
Vilmos: Okay. I am on.
Satan: Great. Write.
I haven’t a life. Only suffering
Psychology destroyed my life
English psychology, killer science
I lost all my desires, life goals, and family and wife.
English psychology ruined my life
English psychology destroyed my life and killed my children
Nazi English psychology destroyed a lot of life in all around the world
I don’t need English psychology in my life.
I have a Bible.
Master: Kill.
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Vilmos Zoltan Galyo
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