Immortal Army Of One

Waging a battle where there can be no victor

An immortal army of one... Myself

The enemy... A truth that cannot be faced

Controller of fate? I'm it's feeble servant! 

Free to chose anything that my will desires

Yet no alternatives exist

I do not want this



What defines a 'God'?

The ability to create?... Or Destroy?

I am in possession of both

Not of my will, nor discretion

A mere passenger of chance

Unlucky to be the chosen one



Undesirable omnipotence

A god confused serves no purpose

Denial is a powerful ally

And my only confidant

If all is burned, will I be caught in flames?

Or stand alone in the ashes of the void?



Timeless and ageless in a self-created abyss, 

I know the answer

Yet to it I cannot concede

I am above all

Yet, still I'm a Slave