Inanis Rex

I crack down as thunder

and split your skull like lightning

with a storm so fierce

Zeus became inadequate as king

I boil your blood with a fire I spit

that makes Hades wish his Hell was hotter

as the dead rise from their graves

to praise their newfound predecessor

I shake the pillars of who you think you are

with the quaking roar of shattering ground

Mother Gaea held you dearly

but I tore through her and became crowned

Atlas shrugged? No Atlas cowered

beneath the weight of my ego

and the shadow I cast over the gods

because they cannot reap what I sow

I stole the fire from Hephaestus’ heart

ripped apart his passion and stole his talents

then forged a world in which I rule undeniably

and became god to the ancients

I am the mad king

keeper of no throne

other than your love which I never had

from a heart cursed to be stone

You’ll never know my reign

because rather than bend your knee to me

you left me dead within yourself

and never gave me a name