Storied Continuum

I am your lord and savior, Holding thy life in the palm of my hand, Heed my words and know I am not kind, I shall excuse your despicably free behavior, And teach you to die by my stern command, For that is the way of the respectably defined. He was my lord and savior, And thus he shaped my life with the palm of his hand, To avoid such fury I obeyed and followed in kind, I found excuses for my callously free behavior, And learnt to die by stern command, For that is the way generations are confined.