We are Gods
We are Gods,
The master of fates,
With our hands,
We build universes,
With our laws,
We make the blocks of life.
We are Creators,
We give life to our creations,
With their souls in our hands,
We guide them,
Toward their predestined paths,
With us at the helm,
We dictate their actions,
We mold them,
To meet our expectations.
We are devils,
We create chaos and strife,
We inflict pain and suffering,
Our creations are forced to endure,
Endure war,
Endure death,
Even endure the end of days,
Why do are worlds suffer?
The answer is simple,
We do it for fun,
With despair and chaos,
We crave for entertainment,
And we will crave,
More destruction,
More hatred,
And more death,
And as a result we have it.
Yet there are some,
That refuse to let our universes,
Fall into great tragedies,
With our hands,
We do everything,
To salvage our universes,
And give our creations,
The happiness they deserve.
With our work done,
We now retire,
And let go of our universes,
We let them drift in the wind,
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