We called ourselves the Chosen.
Chosen to be above the rest.
We had powers for a reason.
Was that reason not to rule?

They called us demons.
They sought to kill us for our powers.
Their tiny minds unable to comprehend our destiny:
Destined to greatness.

We said it was for the greater good.
We said it would change the world.
We used our powers over the elements.
Should rulers not put down rebellion?

They said they would fight to the last man.
They said they would never accept our ruler.
They marched toward our powers.
They marched toward their deaths.

We called ourselves the Chosen.
Chosen to do the bidding of our master.
We had powers for a reason.
That reason was to serve.

They called us demons.
Oh, how we proved them right.
They knew our destiny better than us:
Destined to deliver a dead world.