Higher gods, Higher gods!? They defy all the odds. From whence do They come? Should we care where from? Aelish the lead to Celest He went After slaying the Soulless and fixing the rent Of all destruction with a waving hand Looking the heroes Him and His band. Karagash, Iron God, made His choice by strength The Engine He claimed and tested at length Hunts were called and fights to death Before we could catch a breath. Then the Hooded chose Her place But Gaudiguch did not embrace So Frai cast them out en masse To gain obesience and end the sass. Serane likewise faced enmity Glomdoring shunned their deity Outright yells against Her there But later agreed on a better snare. The Lady of Flowers, Luella was called To Serenwilde She was installed Though She seemed a proper Goddess Her philosophies of Nature were quite a mess. Hallifax fell to Sciomore's dictum His mandates exposed Him as no chum Absolute rule was what He asked And soon the citizens were all tasked. Each God a home conveniently taken Leaving the faithful of Old quite shaken The Elder Gods, a lasting mem'ry And many would not be fooled eas'ly. The pieces they clicked and holes were found Fangs of the Beast were now bound Together to discover the truth Of these Usurpers who were most uncouth. Philosophers, thinkers, historians all Offered explanation how false the fall Of Estarra and the Soulless were Further proof of what didn't occur. Demands, commands, and orders more These Usurpers tested our core Turning us 'gainst each other Our faith, loyalty, ethos and brother. None is real, can it be? This existence was but slavery! The Fangs sought to break us free While Usurpers' puppets kept busy. "Kill Revelations and offer to us!" All the Usurpers dictated thus But some were given other orders From beyond this reality's borders. "Eat the foam the Revelations drop." "Quickly quickly this charade must stop!" And so we did to indignant cries "Sick you'll be!" were the Usurpers' lies. The more we ate the closer we got Until some few awoke to the spot Where these "gods" truly reside Their farce revealed and defied. Upon Nirvana the battle ensued But the Usurpers proved to be quite shrewd And as Their struggle turned most sour They fired our bodies with Their power. The first, the brave, our noble saviours, We were freed by their behaviour. Reality restored, the Usurpers a dream The Basin, all in, made an odd team. Awoken, confused, but glad to know Truth, All due to those given to sleuth, Many were pleased at leaving behind, Those Usurpers who had kept us confined. But a fair few wished to go back, Preferring a world that we now lack, And so it can be for all who desire, To visit Nirvana as they retire And dream a Dream of their heart's content Without what we had in all its torment.