Apotheosis

I’ve traveled so far from home

Seeking the riches, yet I still roam

The legends tell me it must be here

I feel the presence, I must be near

A warm glow emits from a nearby door

My body shakes, a sensation so pure

I’m drawn to this room as if it were meant to be

As if some higher power were calling out to me

Stumbling upon the throne of a God

I find myself urged to follow the impossible footsteps of the one who precedes me

How can one man fill the shoes of a legacy known to all?

I will take it upon myself

These shoes are mine to fill

I now possess the crown of crowns

I have claimed the sacred throne

I have become a God

And what kind of deity should I be?

Humanity’s enemy?

I have become a God, but at what a cost?

I have become a God, unholy black Sun

I can’t believe my eyes as the rain fall from the sky

What have I done?

What kind of monster have I become?

What’s done is done

At the time what seemed like fate was actually personal gain

More than a monster

I feel it leaving

Bicameral grieving

Humanity slipping

My genius ascending

My sanity spiraling

This body dissolving, distorted, evolving

More than a monster

So far from heaven

So fucking far from heaven

What’s done is done