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Heed my pleas, o’ mighty One,
for this glorious life is about to wither..
Grant me immortality though I deserve it not
for now I value life more than anything.

Desperate wail of a dying tyrant,
Echoes through the emptiness of his heart.

Useless are your pleas at this time,
When your misdeeds cannot be undone.
Fear of dying has brought you down on your knees,
Hoping that regret can release you from mortality.

I repent me of all misdeeds I have done
Blinded was I as desire grew stronger with time.
With murder and destruction my life became allied
And I killed many as I was fed by chaos.

Feeble repentance overwhelmed your pride,
As once did your desire to become divine.
To grant you divinity would be a dreadful act,
For sake of minions you have heartlessly crushed.

Dreadful are the eyes of those damned souls
Drowned on my path to supremacy.
Once superior I’ve never noticed them
Patiently waiting for a moment of my demise.

Moment of your demise has finally come,
Endless satisfaction for the fallen ones.
Myth of your greatness shall be undone,
As depths from above for you shall be opened.

How small were the horizons of my mind
To condemn the legacies left behind
With ignorance I have fooled my heart
And squandered the lives of the fallen ones.

Beware deceitful one, for gates of eternity now are opened! Repent!

Crowning the lifetime of delusion shall be a bitter reward,
For at last, you shall face the infinity you’ve so much craved for!
You shall descend to these celestial halls,
Where vengeful souls of your arrival rejoice!
Bound in eternity, without remorse,
They shall feast upon your fear!
Their gain shall be your loss!

Nightmare weds my ultimate rest
My agony has become their joy,
I grieve over my past and my future,
While wandering in these forsaken halls…

Delusion of greatness within ones head
Brings nothing but woe to the others.
Yearning for divinity, by ignoring mortality

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