The king of space

A vast empire of passion and creation
rivers of gold, towers of steel,
but above it all, it was king's inspiration
he conquered all land beneath his heel.

My planet was certainly no exception
troops from hell would make us kneel.
The love he swore was deep and real,
until it brought his own damnation. 

His thirst grew soon out of dimension.
Every land known to mankind
submitted to his wicked mind.

But there remained a lingering obsession
for that realm he could not claim 
and all the beasts he did not tame. 

It was the ever-spinning gears
around our wrist, to count the years. 
And so in vain, he will decease,
in pain and madness, for time won't cease.