To Elysium

I've stolen the heart of winter from a forgotten crypt
Watched it glitter like a wish upon dying lips,
Fluttering tremulously and weak for all its brilliance.

I've quelled the swelling of a berzerker's rage,
Imprisoned the spirit that should never be caged
Such that the immortal man never knew old age.

I've claimed whole kingdoms as my own domain
Securing both great riches and undying fame
What other man purloined a nation's purse for his own plaything?

My name and presence has meant pain and death
I've felt the caress of countless last breaths
After a thousand battles I am the only one left.

I am the greatest hero that you will never meet
For having lived this life unfettered and free.
Now I willingly walk to my own defeat.