Man Damn, God-King

As the prophets foretold,
"They" knew...
I grew
To slay
I slew
A warrior in my age
Champion and god king
I reign in the days
Of legends
Many will tell of my odysseys
From the battlefield stories
To my coming of crowning glories 
The ambitions of mine
Conquering realms and shadows
Creating footstools from thought enemies
But inner me
Could not intercede 
The intricacies of peace 
So my soul grows cold, 
'weary' 
Not from conflict 
But the lack thereof 
The sword, my beloved!
Must take its mantle of rest
For there is more to be a King..
God
Damn Man

As the prophets foretold,
"They" knew
I grew
A king! To live for the people 
Yet I've found no equal
Except, the eyes of my concubines 
That straddle my lust
A queen to solidify the thorn
A women of her own 
In accordance 
That settles my temper and ration my moods 
Cool, calm and elegant 
Heaven sent
To complete my maturation 
The manifestation of a royal family
My legacy
So times can be remembered and  reminisced 
The kingdom rejoices 
With jolly and mirth 
The birth of a prince
God-king redeems 

As the prophets foretold 
They knew
I grew old
And scripture revealed
What was predicted
The reign of greatness
Would not be eternal 
Yet the torch would be tunneled
Through the bloodline
Though the flame may dwindle
Its light will not give way
Though the flame may dwindle
Its light may yet show way
Conquest, Wisdom and Legacy
Even kings aren't without limits
Bound to the authority
To which bestowed it upon them,
God-King