Apotheosis کے بول

I’ve traveled so far from home Seeking the riches, yet I still roam The legends tell me it must be here I feel the presence, I must be near A warm glow emits from a nearby door My body shakes, a sensation so pure I’m drawn to this room as if it were meant to be As if some higher power were calling out to me Stumbling upon the throne of a God I find myself urged to follow the impossible footsteps of the one who precedes me How can one man fill the shoes of a legacy known to all? I will take it upon myself These shoes are mine to fill I now possess the crown of crowns I have claimed the sacred throne I have become a God And what kind of deity should I be? Humanity’s enemy? I have become a God, but at what a cost? I have become a God, unholy black Sun I can’t believe my eyes as the rain fall from the sky What have I done? What kind of monster have I become? What’s done is done At the time what seemed like fate was actually personal gain More than a monster I feel it leaving Bicameral grieving Humanity slipping My genius ascending My sanity spiraling This body dissolving, distorted, evolving More than a monster So far from heaven So fucking far from heaven What’s done is done