Because this is hell.
Someone said.
He said: You! The offspring of gods and evil spirits! People say you are the palm that cuts off sins, and they say you are the arrow of divine punishment!
But he cried again: Look what you have done! Look what you did!
He also began to sing:
The clouds came from the south and cut the volcano;
The whale is silent! Dropped tail;
The red crystal was carried away by the blue bird;
Green Wing fed the white wolf.
He knelt on the ground while singing: "But hell doesn't like watchmen!"
When he raised his face, it was covered in blood.
I'm afraid I can't see him clearly.
But his poetry is really ugly.
Strange, I didn't even open my eyes.
But what am I doing in hell?
Oh - an arrow that cuts off sin!