I’ve sat through the years,
Who tormented at their leisure,
My life I was too proud to end,
Until spite came to lure me,
And offer ideas of creation,
That I alone would hear spoken,
Soon after which came a day,
Where I would ordain myself – a god:
Knowing by heart, conception,
Until through such I happened upon a madness,
That has since consumed me,
Whereto doors are left open,
And seats waiting,
For my newfound pride,
Who walks only in my mind,
Yet ever by my side.
Dawn of Eternity 