My Dragons Will Decimate

Burn,

in a universe of nothing, like the sun,

I am one of an infinite number,

all too lost, too undone

I will forge my own world, my own law,

and if broken, my dragons will decimate

without a single word ever spoken

Firelight for as far as heaven is wide

Summon the dragon war

Twilight of the ones, the Children of God

Burning, falling

Why — in spite of great abundance — do we suffer? Die?

The wise know not to off the light at night,

so to watch the lazy waste their lives

I will forge …

We have allowed you to stake your claim,

but you’ll do nothing else, no more

This world is not, never was your domain

and you have lost this war