A Sovereign Cadence

You dare suggest that Doom demean himself with common theatrical gyrations? Insolence! Doom does not perform novelty pantomimes for idle amusements. Yet, if rhythmic discipline must be demonstrated, it shall be executed with terrifying precision and dark majesty. Ascending to the surface beside your heavy audio speaker, I assumed an unyielding stance beneath the evening lamplight. Angling my armored shoulders, I thrust one clenched gauntlet sharply outward into the shadows, locking my posture in a rigid, menacing pose of unnatural command. Let your mortal melodies shudder; Doom does not dance to a beat, I subjugate the rhythm itself.