In the conclusion of this war
I do send you my best twelve
don't tell me you love me
as I deny you, safe in my temple I dwell

Your quintet so mundane just annoy me
yet they were rather nice to consume
you better meditate a better way
if you want to be rid of me

Do you think after all these many years
did you think you would be rid of me
think again my mother and father
I stay my sword, just to **** you off

I mean to defend till the end
I will make many of yours with me
for you will never have your way
of taming the wild and free

You made this world of hell
you the lord of mighty *****
and as the gibber your lies
I do laugh and gloat church side

Enjoy the demise of you
feel the loneliness of rejection
watch your temples fall
as mine are built on your ruins

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris