Don't you know me look at me well, I am he who in fairer age ruled with grandeur and power, venerated and fear the absolute God of the Filipinos. As long as your people faithful to my holy cult, said their prayers before me. I saved them I thousand times from death, hunger, fear. Your fields overflowed with fragrant greenery the golden grain sprouted without labor from the hallowed earth then, undefiled. But now your rich land disconsolate and afflicted groans under the rule of alien people and, and slowly dies at the impious hands of a conqueror. But I shall liberate it, If you bend the knee to my cult which shines with splendor still so powerful am I that at this very moment I shall give you everything you may desire if only you adore me. But woe unto you if you are blind and distrustful for I shall open at your feet the deep abyss.
Ah, the future shall bring the disasters I reserved for your race which follows this profane Catholic religion, tragic calamities, pestilence, wars and cruel invasions by various nations in coming ages not far distant. Your people will water with their blood and tears the thirsty sands of their native land. I, in my vengeance shall unloose the untamed wind which with ferocious rage shall make the elements run riot. I shall raze the green fields of their best grain and from the tall summit of the proud mountain I shall hurl a burning river of lave, which shall desolate the towns like a futious torrent which shall uproot unnumbered trees.
Behold and note that I am Satan, the angel who in an age remote sat splendidly upon a throne his brow magnificent with light. I am he who with ferocious rancour gave battle to heaven's tyrant then vanquished in battle. I dragged your ancestors with me, with their soul's death but if the Christian's lofty faith has prevailed against my fury. I shall avenge the mortal injury on you, I am the stronger and if you do not wish to die then fall at my feet.