The Great Game

A battle for the great beyond
The never-ending war
A four-way struggle of power
For victory with no end in sight
Those who bare the mark fall upon their supremacy

Divinity
Souls are taken for eternity
Aeons of immortal plight

If the end shall come
It cycles back

Sentience from life and unending plagues
Sentience from love, death, and rebirth

The garden of flesh grows so warm
The rot takes shape in his immortal realm

Stir the cauldron, to spread his love
His affection comes with many gifts

Sentience from war
Decapitating for the Blood God
Fill his kingdom with the skulls of all
Who seek but do not fall
Ascend to godhood and tremble
As he cares not

Of what you've become
A lesser god

The Great Game
Claiming all things in their war
Those who bare the mark fall upon their calamity

Insanity
Recycle souls for eternity
Aeons of mortal plight

The un-quenching lust
For the unfulfilling prostration
Bathing in immoral excess

We become
Mindless suffering, ceaseless atrophy
Aimless, brainless meat
Bliss for all



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Clark
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