Fated To Destroy
I care for nothing
Or so you say—
Well, yes, I agree.
But when someday
The fates proclaim
That you are he who
Will bring doom upon
The world all once knew—
When, from your birth
You've always knkwn
That you are destruction,
Well, you simply don't
Bother to care
About anything, really.
Everything, after all,
Seems so small, so silly
Compared to the dusk;
To the apocalypse that will
Descend upon the realms;
To the plagues that will kill
Mortals and Gods both;
To the hell that was swallow,
And the flames that will destroy
The world that all know—
When you are all that,
Well, where would you find joy?
You'll learn not to care,
Because someday — it is my fate to destroy.
Copyright © Fm Rt | Year Posted 2019
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