The book of spells
The manifestation of your predestination
The history of your legacy
Moving forth another generation
Magical elvish scriptures
Grant you this proficiency
Absorb the words into your blood
Designing your impending ascendancy
You do not need this influence
But you require it all
You don’t want to end up like her
To use this magic for nothing but evil
You have done it
I sent her through the looking gla**
You had no choice
My fate was already temptation
She is gone but your legacy lives on
Nothing can ever change
I can never change
These elvish scriptures
Designed my impending corruption
My intention has changed
My tyranny has consumed me
All you’ve ever wanted
So easy to attain
So many have died
Is this really how you wanted to reign