A God's Gambit

I am the king of kings and your creator I found you from the dirt A bargain must be made Can you handle the price Picked up from the filth, Your weakness is plain Your birth a cruelty, like the rest You are a slave, pathetic in your submission To these petty Kings and mindless chattel I would see their blood in the streets Blood in the streets Your once linear path in life is done Now, your choice is to Now, your choice is to Inflict your desires Or suffer life's afflictions My first gift I gift to thee No red mist But a tide descends Over thine eyes Flesh From their bones you rend Your masters flee before you No road is safe I will give you more Power beyond Forget the price No longer bowed before your gaolers Wholesale slaughter must begin Be their saviour and their general The sanguine shrine calls The plebs will smash their cage at your call Killing each other and themselves for evermore Shower blood into my chalice Their organs are my crown I will give you the tools of annihilation To eviscerate soul from form So many yet to tear asunder Liquidating their mortal shells Pouring death upon my Altar Now it's time For my final gift All shall tremble at my visage in your being With this you shall be legion The earth herself, will bow to you Not even nature can reclaim this world This is not for you It's mine I bask in glory Now the debt comes due Gifts are never freely given You are nothing more than a dog of war Through your actions, eternal praise derived A destiny destined Nothing left for you but death You are pathetic in your submission