Tasteless morsel, here's your verse Sorcerer of a fleshless curse Sea of heroes nods and waves Grass for sacred cows to graze Yes, even you must walk the path Yes, even you Petty lord in a formless void Fuedal systems re-deployed Your smile never reaches your eyes Disguising where the future lies Yes, even you, the golden calf Yes, even you And as I crawled from the chaos storm seeking the light of the sun to warm the frozen frame of my skeletal mind I looked and looked until I was blind