This World Is Mine Poem by Vision Ghost

I was there; I dreamt it too and I created this
Wine drank to lips, of you kissing the bliss
Towers reaching beyond the skies, of clouds
Perpetual night, under many moonlit shrouds

Stand tall, above my empire that is my soul
No one ever can envisage, my darkest goal
Only the one’s who believe, are the children
As a father of an industrial, Gothic emporium

Invisible, to the untouched or unaltered state
Only these faces that accept, the spiritual fate
Gather to my embrace, of a newest testament
Written once by the heart, of black supplement

A world of bats and endless, unholy industries
Turning the machines, of passionate entireties
Stood on the tower, the balcony of my world
A flag of our dynasty, flies free and unfurled

Earth so shrouded and cloaked, in forever night
Clasp the heart and witness, tears of this might
Empire founded, in love of darkness and desire
With wood and steel welded, by an endless fire

The rain is wine, and every creature can shift
So I may run as man and then wolf, so swift
Come so an army, of world beyond perception
Defend the call of our inevitable, domination

No child’s tears, fall unnoticed or uncared for
And never a heart be left, so lonely and sore
War be a word, of the curse of Christianity
New church arises, from ashes of their profanity

Every religion, should fear my words as I state
That our beliefs are in the hearts, of your fate
Believers of the many, who step to the helm
For they believe the darkness, is the new realm