
It’s all mine
You’ll adhere to my whims, pathetic swine
Statues underneath my eyelids; fire in my hands
It’s all going to plan
Martyr yourself on my blade
But first look upon the face where beauty does not fade
I walk upon the water of Lake Nemi, behold
a life dipped in gold
It’s all mine
This world, its people, its treasures lost to time
A more divine being this world has never seen
My life is obscene