Rubric of Ahriman

No! Cursed you be
 For the treachery against your father
 It hurts so much
 There is no excuse for wreaking such a havoc
 Look, what have you done
 All the brothers that you loved so much are no more
 Soulless creatures of steel and dust
 No will, no purpose, no idea how to live
 Stand up and accept your punishment, like a son of Prospero
 Which you once used to be!
 You are losing control
 Your grip weakens
 As sanity fades
 (From now on)
 I am no man's son!
 I did what I had to do
 There was the only way for us
 To break free
 There's no one to blame
 But yourself!
 I succeeded where you failed
 I succeeded where you failed
 Stay by me
 And I promise, we will find the way
 To be free
 To take back everything they owe
 They will pay
 For their arrogance
 For this curse
 And everything you will endure