Ashes of the old,
Flow through the new,
A crown to be found,
A king to be made.

Inherit this night,
Darkness be your weapon,
Guile be your second,
God? I: All I need.

Your empire,
Your legacy,
Mark me by this night,
Mark us with my rite.

No man is my brother,
I’ll stand alone,
Blessed with the night,
On my pride, my deeds will reflect my ego,
On myself, I’ll show you what I am.

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