Let me tell you a story

Imagine for me a thunderstorm and *** barrels, spilling out as lightning flashed
Imagine a newborn kicking and screaming, crying as above deck swords clashed
His mother looked down at her son, the demon in her hands
Piercing green eyes with eyes evil to everyone, a boy no one would understand
As the lady drew her final breath and let go, she whispered
"Damion"
And so his legend began

***** knees and a chipped tooth
Didn't let him enter a bar
A young thief shielded from the truth
His father never let him go far
He didn't let that stop him, however
From going out onto the ocean and earning his scars

Eventually the golden-eyed boy grew tired of his life
And decided that being a pirate was worth all the strife
So he climbed aboard the Golden Lady
Disguised and looking shady
Blending in to the crew
Damion hung from ropes and drank till he thought he died
He robbed mankind's hopes and kept his sword at his bedside

He lived the high life! He was invincible!
The Demon of the Seas, his madness was mythical!
Anger and greed corrupted his soul
Until one night his crew drank and laughed
Unaware of the ship holding another's wrath
No amount of gold would make up for the lives he stole
Kylothos came
He saw it all
And he conquered

Damion's brothers were gone, passed to the afterlife
His body was broken, he spit at his captor to spite
Kylothos set his ship ablaze
He burned it all
And he conquered

Chains bound his wrists,
Darkness stole his sight
The only thing he heard
Were screams of fright

He fought with his fists,
Blinded by sudden light
The only thing he learned
Was that he needed to fight

Hours became days, those into weeks
As our hero endured these pains
Plotting his escape
Powers became ways, to escape back to Greece
As our hero broke his chains
Mutiny laying waste

So he wielded his Golden Sword
And stormed his way aboard
The ship that captured him
Thunder struck and so did he,
The scene unfolding, becoming grim
He fought and fought, thinking he had done it
Until Kylothos came and took him out with one hit
All around them the ship sank, burning and screeching as wood turned into flame
And Damion drowned

Sadly, Zeus existed.

Lightning struck the sword from below the water,
Turning him to ashes
He felt he had died, and he felt like he could die forever after,
Freeing the tortured masses

Until an almond-skinned deity threw a grape at his sleeping face
And it hurt
Calypso was her name, she hated pirates
Odyssues came long before him and got out with haste
And it hurt her
Damion was his name, and he hated that place
Days passed by along with the sunsets,
And campfires healed our hero
Calypso grew to love him,
Just as her curse began to set
He found a way off her island
And swam his way to the mainland
And he hurt her


The legend of Damion is a tragic one,
Full of mystery and death, no doubt
But the one that was the most tortured in his life
Was the one that, for him, was always there
And her name was Claire