Abigor

I am thine inmost self
I gaze out upon thy world of coloured lights from the darkness
The darkness behind thine eyes
I am the most ancient one, the creator of the gods
I am the changing and the changless one
I am the source of all that is
In what thou called dreams, I gather my forces
In what thou called reality, I stage my dreams
I am the true god, the only god which is
My dragon magic is sweet, for I will never grant thee thy wishes...
I drink the life essence of those who exist only to serve my will
Your dreams are my life, the bridge between the
Transcendental metamorphosis take place
As certain as the night follows the day