In the minor of deeds

In the small gesture rather than the gods` pose

In the small choices

Not seen in those clad in grandeur

This is where our greatest battles either be won or lost

For as gods’ we are, we do gods deeds by our every breath

For as gods we are willed to be

Lest ye reject a kingdom for a hell

Rise the crown on a straight back

See the lotus unfold for you

You may be amongst us

But never against us

We bring no salvation or heaven with us now

Only a choice of will, being not enemies, nor allies

For as gods we are willed to be

Lest ye reject a kingdom for a hell

This is where our greatest battles either be won or lost

For as gods we are, we do gods’ deeds by our every breath

For as gods we are willed to be

Lest ye reject a kingdom for a hell