Alchemisland

I have been rash in action

Taking advantage to advance myself

At easy cruelty, well practised

Be glad it was a slap and not a closed fist

I have trysted and created issues, hosting mistresses

I have made wanton sinning a life fixture

I have longed for worldly things, pictured myself

A conqueror throned above mountains of dead men

I have potted plants just to watch them shrivel

I have turned worlds to ash to earn a sash signalling office

I have declined offers often, I have made children orphans

I have been subjected to and subjected others to torture

I have manipulated, knowing I am handsome

I have bloodied my hands, Lord, lavabo