Brahman -

The power to control

The power to create

Manipulate

Force feed my fate

Break the world’s back on my knees

Gripped by my hands

Hypnotized by the gutter in my mouth

A pawn

A plebe

You’ll never mean anything to me

Just a rung on a ladder

Broken

I still plant my boot on your side

Burning and cold

Satiated by the crippling of the bold

You’ll taste the strength in my voice when my hand hits the earth

I am the maelstrom

I am the coming storm

Immovable stone

Unstoppable force

Harmonic arrogance

Ultimate fantasy realized