A flurry of ice and glass
My former self shattered
And entwined
A trail leads to the husk of my
My former self
My mind bound to the grotesque
A faint consolation, borne on wings of ire

My reign, calculating through all the options
Their sins regulated and given purpose
This hand, so concealed, controls all actions
Free will, over time, just an illusion

Bracing for change
Manipulated consciousness
Frail recollections
Preservation of humanity

My furtive gaze now ever-present
My watchful eyes
Countless and without shape and form

A will bent to my bidding
My former self shattered
And entwined
A power unbeknownst to my
My former self
My mind bound to the grotesque
A faint consolation, wrought forth by flesh and bone

A constant battle
Waged between two minds
A desperate fate
Challenged only by the face
The outcome critical
Moral choices were made
Mankind still beckoning
Until the blackened end

My furtive gaze still ever present
My watchful eyes
Countless and without shape and form