The Son of the Sun

Individual conscience,
Defines universes all the time.
Holds true for the Gods,
And for the world that's mine.

On one auspicious day,
When the stars finally aligned,
I met my destiny,
The destiny to which i had resigned.

The universe ceased to exist,
The very day it was born,
Collapsed into a black hole,
Hungry, reeking of scorn.

In its abyss, I lay,
The abyss that's nothing but me.
I destroyed everything I could see,
And then, I just let it be.

The arrival of the God's child

He can no longer not fight,
For what has always been his
Of all the lows and ebbs,
It's finally come down to this.

The last one of his clan,
And his numerous half-hearted failed baits,
He needs to make it work this time,
The true almighty with baited breath, waits.

The God's child will slay them all,
In their wars, the demigods cleverly designed.
He's let go off all that ever bound,
For this material glory, he's now destined.

Shedding his godly robes,
He walks naked into this world tonight,
The day he manages to fulfill the prophecy,
Won't that be a sight?

Amen.