Failure

Ignite your candles, weave your incantations, Hold your sacred texts, and sprinkle holy water, Scatter the brick dust, for it matters not, Every spell you cast, I am the source, empowering and enchanting. I've seasoned my tears with salt, bled through my veins, While you kneel in prayer, drowning in despair, You cannot assume the role of judge, for I am the creator, Your fears shall not be set free, this realm is mine. Conform and align, for I roam freely among the masses, Yet, I remain indifferent, unaffected by your futile attempts.