In These Eyes There Be Dragons II

I am an overlord, you see? Ha ha, no? Well, you will see.
And I will rule, and I will conquer.
I am the true king of this imperialistic spirit society.

What are you? An accomplished jester of this accursed court?
You hold no precedence in this Higher Meeting.
Yes, I know of you, I know your sort.

I see into you, I see a need to assort,
. . . into this ill tempered society.
To associate, to consort.

To consort with a specter descended from a demonic ancestor, who has been fed from the milk of the breast . . .
of his witch of a mother.
The atavism of this spirit; unavoidable at best.

Arresting our attention,
you come in here head held high, eyes full of evil.
Without as much as a single forewarned mention

I judge you rude.
I judge you unworthy to converse with this diabolical and divine pantheon.
Your manners are crude.

Doth thou want to live another passing day?
Then out of my presence you mortal worm!
Be gone, bother me not. Away you shall stay.

You're still here? Why do you stay?
What is your quarrel with the Gods of Elder?
The royal court does not like to play the silly games you humans play.

Yes, we have our own games. And you are our toy.
You are our puppet and we pull the strings.
What? You don't like it? It matters not you are just a young human boy.

We don't expect you to understand our divine game, our humorous plan.
It involves you, you wouldn't understand.
For you are just a soulless mortal man.

I can see it in your eyes, you want us dead.
You are slow, aren't you? Even for an over evolved monkey.
Goddess of Red, raise your mighty sword and cleave off this monkey's head.

I regret that it had to end this way, you have the eyes of a dragon, of a beast.
Raise your glasses let us drink to this beasts death.
Then we shall eat, then we shall feast!