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I, the great creator

The artisan of all you see before you

Gaze upon perfection

A bright utopia made in my image

Elemental dictation, the harnessing of this ancient force

Godhood within reach

Now we are eternal

At the pinnacle of this great reign

Is a promise to fall

We await your bitter end from afar

Lurking behind the stars

Primordial remnants, spirits predating time fester and conspire

This citadel was built upon sand and shifting earth

Begin the fall

Your chance to relinquish this crown has long expired

Eons of evolution racing towards an impossible threshold

Sharpened to a Razor’s edge, once a humble species now a usurper

Giving in to temptation through omnipotence

Deeply owed, this insurrection, our gift to the new false gods

(Chaos)

Vision of selfish grandeur

(Chaos)

Scheming to overthrow the laws of nature

You overestimate your nature

You’ve fallen off this hierarchy

You thought you were so much more

Insignificant to us

At the pinnacle of this great reign

Is a promise to fall

We await your bitter end from afar

Lurking behind the stars

And the more that you acquire

The more we will take back

Your domain is but a smoldering ember

Against a sea of black

Wield your crude matter and shape your spec of a world

The flames of chaos cast the shadows of their true feeble forms