Motions, the veil of thought has been lifted
Beseech the chosen one
Traveller, implore the passage of time
To find the golden path,
ensure our survival
All truth, lines of possibility must be calculated
One mind, faced with one thousand voices
The din of chaos reigning
Entangled in causality, this web of realities
And I will pull the strings
Will they doom themselves?
Betrayed by their own mistrust
Their saviour has finally arrived, I must not fail
Am I a god?
Or a pawn of macroexistence?
Lucid dreams of transcendence coincide with consciousness
Visions of Shaitan
Martyr myself for all mankind
My new skin becomes my new mind
Leaving my human past behind
My reign will last thousands of years enshrined
¡I, God Emperor! //

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