"The Aethos" is supposedly an "idea"

You drank the 8-Ball of coke. And now you're wretched and broke.

The sands of timE and gaze of Death
some call it fate, or even destiny, bUt to me, this Is war.
every-thing has a CosT.

Fallen through the lines, take me back into the time
When I sat upon the throne; where I would sever all your crimes
It's a part of me, yet I'm a shell of a man!
Many aim for sympathy but no one understands...

The day of imbalance is upon you. Aetheon is here.