As thousands tried to hide from you, and thousands tried to fight you, no one yet succeeded in defeating you, your gaze sees everything and your wisdom infinite. Millions afraid of you and millions praying to you. You're the beginning and the end in once

You're death itself

As a wounded warrior on the battlefield looks at you, his eyes afraid. Still holding the sword in his hand

But you, emotionless, you don't judge, you don't have emotions or empathy. You're the god