I am awoken by a soft ringing of a bell
I look over my shoulder, to see the whole world staring back at me.
Their faces etched with rage, and blood of the fallen.
How could I have kept this going for so long? All this time they trusted me, and now, they know.
Im just a legend, a fable, with the power given to me by the people to rule the world.
To rule their lives, to rule their souls.
And when they bow down to me, they never realize.
They're bowing down to their demise.
