Those fools
Those idiot mortals
They do not know I am not slain
Though my body did fall I live on, even now

The statues that they worship so blindly
Are the same Celestial Serpents they have called on
I have not foreseen this event but even now
My essence is contained
In them

The Celestials have been sent
From the future by The Goodness
I see it now
The foolish Goodness
Failed to rеalize the pitiful minds of thesе humans
Consider time to be linear

They don't understand
That their weapon is here
And I am in them
I will become them
And through them claim my ultimate victory