Mocked by Zeus,

thrown down to tartarus;

here our souls weep forever more,


Rarely is this way out open,

this prison to keep us,

but we know it is all a lie


The day shall come when they will invoke our names

and our chains will break and we as Titans

will rise once again to reign on the earth

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Mortal so he comes,

Be it not for his immortal crowned head,

Thorned upon the throes of man and beast.

His eyes fall upon the soul of Hadies world, 

Formed against decapitated ring heads.


Maybe his past soul fell among the rubble of distant times,

Punished by Zeus to see all gaze into his octopian eyes.

Every man fears his stare,

poisoned among those iris hollowed strong,

Like the holes of Christian feet,

Bleeding for eternity among the sin

Of what once was.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Based on the Greek Mythological creature the Hydra

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