The links that hold us together
Are forever vanished into thin space
No one can conclude what was real
And what was not, only time will show
The difference throughout the innocence
Of the weak. The pride of the strong has
Acquired new tastes. They seem...glad,
Ha...you can not be, but i am i tell you.
My power is never ending in this vast
World of magic and life. You tell lies,
You deceive, you bring me here to tell me i am
Doomed. You are doomed and will
Be terminated by my minions. No more cruelty,
This will all end, yes, i will rise but never fall.
Oh, sweet victory, here i go.
Only time will show what was real and what was
Not.

Santiago Davalos

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/speaking-to-them/