God and the devil shake hands
Powerful opponents in a deserted arena
Yet secretly slaves to their master

Consequences clash - battle has begun
Ares wounded, Lucifer laughs

War rages across blurred boundaries
Compass spins, destination obscured

Sands filter through, time so conceptual
Eternal struggle, victory increasingly rare

Then, fresh perspective, weapon sharpened
Stance set, shield drawn closer
Eyes squint, target aligns

Skin pierced, drive deeper
Final twist, enemy to vapour...
Desire silently mourns his defeat