Curse of Atlas (Part 3)
Never in the least to guess what ahead lay
Thread the Fates chose to spin around me
A moment of haste was all there could be
To stab my father and snatch his place
Oh Kronos! You vile fiend, who poisoned
My soul to slay mine own blood for power
Was I perhaps human, to err and later repent?
No I shant sway from the path of vengeance
But my dear Elektra, how I wish you were here
A father may never love any daughter more
A blot it may be for I favoured you the most
How I grieved as you were taken by that imp!
That thug who calls himself King of the Gods
Who laid his hand on my child and left her
For many moons you grieved over the battles
How I wish I were there to wipe your tears!
Zeus!! For long have I bore your fornication
No longer will tyranny thrive in Gaia's bosom
Lord Ouranos' will coursing through my body
My bare hands to rip all the gods shall suffice