Days of Conquer

Maniacal laughter,
As I burn fields and pastures.
I Subjugate illusions,
While I enduce mass confusion.

A firm grip on humanity,
Using a new found sense of brutality,
To fight a battle all in ironclad,
Cleansing my mind of all that I had,

Because the past is only a restraint, I've grown tired of these constraints.
Today, I rise above the pious.
And watch the lesser glare in bias.

Today, my Kingdom has risen anew.
The aftermath, like Auschwitz... Part 2.
I sit down upon my gilded throne,
Made of dead souls and gravestones.

A civilization, bowing at my command, dreams and expectations crash land.
Like falling stars hitting the earth.
Their fantasies doomed since birth.

I rule this fortress with a steel fist,
Watching the poor suffer a deadly kiss
You and I aren't all contradistinctive,
If only you weren't so imperceptive.