I lived as a shadow, disowned by my body and flesh.
caged by my bones, without the right of limbo nor death.
buried by my own kin, in a crypt, without my consent.
If I were to rise, again, all shall fear, the moment of my descent.
I have seen over a thousand worlds
laid waste to countless lives
watched empires rise and fall
then crumble to everlasting ash
I remember their eyes
overloaded with despise
the love of my life denied
executed with a simple nod
without even a Farwell or goodbye
I sent deities to Sovangard
I sent heroes to their Graves
like dogs of war, without a proper burial or any integrity
like gods of war, without any honor, respect, nor dignity
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yet if I was to ever do it again, none could stop me.