Prometheus Unbound
No voice in me, no breath, no light For many years I've been forgotten, Alone on these cold stones In endless rains, in moaning storms Dying No hope is here, no chance at all Only the pain is real That tearing beak opens my scars For every man I bleed Condemned to suffer There is no redemption for me Though in my fate I bare no shame Could I've been more than a sinner For the secret of light? Could I've been more than a savior For the secret of light? "No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure. I ask the Earth, have not the mountains felt? I ask yon Heaven, the all-beholding Sun, Has it not seen? The Sea, in storm or calm, Heaven's ever-changing Shadow, spread below, Have its deaf waves not heard my agony? Ah me! alas, pain, pain ever, for ever! The crawling glaciers pierce me with the spears Of their moon-freezing crystals, the bright chains Eat with their burning cold into my bones. Heaven's wingèd hound, polluting from thy lips His beak in poison not his own, tears up My heart; and shapeless sights come wandering by..." Sprawled on icy walls torn and anguished All hope is gone, died with my sanity Blackened my eyes, perished my memories No last words I know drowned in delirium Piercing wings cut through my neck as I groan in agony Gasping for my last breath Rise the Unbound! Arise with mortal hordes, The mighty one who brought the fierce fire, Who temperes steel and gives the strength and anger, RIse from the depths! For thee we call! Enrage the Earth and winds To chase the storm of steel, Engulf the air with caustic clouds We call upon the Spirits! Our trumpets blow across Patrida To raise and spread the voice of flaming souls, We hail and praise the Victory, The birth of our Will! As iron scorches the flesh and bones And soil bleeds in ruins We march through dust and ash And call upon the Shadows Rise the Unbound! For the glory of the Destroyer, For the grandeur of war, Revive in the flames of death and destruction. Our trumpets blow across Patrida To raise and spread the voice of flaming souls, We hail and praise the Victory, The birth of our Will! Incinerate the idolatry, burn the relics of gods Now! Follow me, stay by my side And follow me towards the Gods. No spell for heaven only the wrath is real, For what I've done And Gods concealed, No man has ever seen That gift upon my death will last forever!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025