Those are my domain.
As the usurper of the highest Kings of Kings, I go unmatched.
A Hooked rod,
A half moon,
Virility and strength eclipses my world, murderer of a brother and stolen eye of another
I am hated by most- loved by only a few.
My anger is not without reason, if you would only see
A Beloved Brother,
Stole my intended
And married thee
Their union created a son, with whom
I come to loathe and desire,
In a never ending storm of chaos.
Battles, lettuce, contendings, sun rays,
Our conflicts and unmatched desires, never cease.
For I am the God of chaos,
And as such, I will never be happy with domestic bliss.
And Horus, the God of Gods, the bringer of Black Sands, Will always wait for me