Chaos

I smirk as I sit on a throne of fallen bodies.

Below me everything is fighting to save themselves.

My throne rises higher as the body count grows.

These ignorant humans can only see despair

If they truly saw, they would see the hope before them.

I laugh knowing they will be the own cause of their destruction.

Blood stains every single one of their hands.

I rejoice knowing my reign will never end.

Chaos will win and Order will fall to its knees.

Just because they refused to see the good

They grew to become evil from believing it.

Their mistakes will die with them.

Every single time they will fall the same way.

That is the curse I place on this ignorant world.