Arrogant ruler
From void I called, to life you owe your all.
Sing praise unending, let my glory call.
Bow down before my power, crave my grace,
Or face my wrath, a specially crafted space
Of endless torment, suffering, and pain.
Adore me now, and bend the knee again.
My might behold, my boundless, endless reign,
And tremble at my greatness, feel the pain.
I weave life, death, a creator's might,
From nothingness you came, so sing my light.
Bow low, seek favor, disobey, and find
A hell for you, with suffering entwined.
Adore me, ponder, bend the knee once more,
Own my greatness, now and evermore.
Yet still, I love you, though my words are stern.
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