I pass my limit of thinking that I even get cold under the sun. The river that I follow is endless that's why my life does not have a conclusion the blue skies turned black as soon as I became the centre of revolution. The soft great soil turned into hard black stone as soon as my foot stepped down from Paradise. Statues came alive to see the destruction of the earth which was"ME" ,isolation became my best ally. The human race came to become commoners, worshipers in my dark kingdom. I was the ruler that never spoke but only did dark works with my presence an isolated desert I occupied as my palace . monsters of decades came alive to serve me.plants perished from my touch I was gold that could not be possessed by anyone or even traded a greater cost
I AM KNOWN TO BE THE BEAST OF THE DARK EARTH
