A Midas touch will fade to dust
All heroes turn to sand
For nothing means a thing
Without a price tag on a man
So River Styx becomes my flow
And Tartarus my tone
I fly my pride like Icarus
Then fall from grace alone
Into Aegeans inundated
By a flood of trepidations
Odysseys to spread my spark's
Promethean creations
Aphrodite unrequited
In soliloquies of rain
In an Amazon catharsis
I dance naked in the pain
Of the Erebus within me
As my Gaia tears convey
The retribution of Olympus
Couldn't keep my muse at bay
For in these hands of fate
All forms of living art display
Cassandra's eyes clairvoyant
To foresee a brighter day
When all will share divinity
Yet none need bow and pray
For all will feel my master peace
From half a world away
Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 10:31 AM UTC
A Midas touch will fade to dust
All heroes turn to sand
For nothing means a thing
Without a price tag on a man
So River Styx becomes my flow
And Tartarus my tone
I fly my pride like Icarus
Then fall from grace alone
Into Aegeans inundated
By a flood of trepidations
Odysseys to spread my spark's
Promethean creations
Aphrodite unrequited
In soliloquies of rain
In an Amazon catharsis
I dance naked in the pain
Of the Erebus within me
As my Gaia tears convey
The retribution of Olympus
Couldn't keep my muse at bay
For in these hands of fate
All forms of living art display
Cassandra's eyes clairvoyant
To foresee a brighter day
When all will share divinity
Yet none need bow and pray
For all will feel my master peace
From half a world away
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