The battlegrounds of Hell,
The pyres burning bright
Like the brightest day
Amongst shadows
Aphrodite's chariot is
Blazing love and passion,
See Persephone and Hades
With Iris.
Mingling in happiness
The ****** are there as well
Watching life pass by
With seriousness revered.
They're singing a sad tune
About love long lost,
About dreams not met,
About life and death
And what could go wrong.
"Beloved, know your master, "
Says Hades, of all,
The eldest of all devils
With her fell in love.
Persephone,
Of Iris her only child born,
Her beauty a flower
From Mount Olympus.
Forced to spend six months
Hidden underground,
Paying debt so strong,
She said without a doubt:
"Yes, alright. I'll go. "
And things took a turn
For better or worse,
The shores of the Styx
Were witness of all.
Fight fire with fire,
Fight fire with love.
Go fight Father Time
With Mother Nature.
And I must be dreaming
For this rhyme is too long
This requiem for the ******
Not so ****** after all.
Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
The battlegrounds of Hell,
The pyres burning bright
Like the brightest day
Amongst shadows
Aphrodite's chariot is
Blazing love and passion,
See Persephone and Hades
With Iris.
Mingling in happiness
The ****** are there as well
Watching life pass by
With seriousness revered.
They're singing a sad tune
About love long lost,
About dreams not met,
About life and death
And what could go wrong.
"Beloved, know your master, "
Says Hades, of all,
The eldest of all devils
With her fell in love.
Persephone,
Of Iris her only child born,
Her beauty a flower
From Mount Olympus.
Forced to spend six months
Hidden underground,
Paying debt so strong,
She said without a doubt:
"Yes, alright. I'll go. "
And things took a turn
For better or worse,
The shores of the Styx
Were witness of all.
Fight fire with fire,
Fight fire with love.
Go fight Father Time
With Mother Nature.
And I must be dreaming
For this rhyme is too long
This requiem for the ******
Not so ****** after all.
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