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Beaten by a child
sealed by a sword
robbed by a goddess
I am left in a pit without warmth
encased in steel
trapped in impotency
No one sees Her for what she is
a thief of freedom
a denier of other paths
a murderer of the self
All of us live under her heel
her wants, all that matter
with the three golden ones far away
and only mortals and demons left
Remaking the world
meant destroying the old
and her heel with it
so that we could live as we wanted
and not by the yoke of her whimsy
Beaten, sealed, robbed
my curse is but a promise
to right the world someday
and when is that someday?
Will I grow weary
my flames burned out
my will to power faltering
my soul eaten by my rage
until nothing is left but a black,
malignant spot
for Her to point to and say
“Here is he, finally dead
“You are released, hero
“Your time has now passed
“For I have won against
“The source of all our despair”