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