Tell me losing everything is what saved you.
Tell me you finally tasted freedom.
Don't lie.
I see it in your eyes.
Don't lie to me.
Tell me you loved to destroy.
Tell me you need me. Please.
You are the bones of my spine.
You are the ground beneath my feet.
You are made of deeper stuff than the earth can give.
Admit it: you are lost without the waiting.
Can you even imagine yourself in paradise?
Even the daughter of gods must know loneliness,
must sometimes want nothing more than to be trapped in a hell of forever.
I've given you forever.
- Hades
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 1:07 AM UTC
Tell me losing everything is what saved you.
Tell me you finally tasted freedom.
Don't lie.
I see it in your eyes.
Don't lie to me.
Tell me you loved to destroy.
Tell me you need me. Please.
You are the bones of my spine.
You are the ground beneath my feet.
You are made of deeper stuff than the earth can give.
Admit it: you are lost without the waiting.
Can you even imagine yourself in paradise?
Even the daughter of gods must know loneliness,
must sometimes want nothing more than to be trapped in a hell of forever.
I've given you forever.
- Hades
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