Many battles have I lost, many wars have I won
I never chose my path for I was a godly son
If your faith should question, then I am sorely forsaken
But until that time I have no means to weep for those taken

My life I never asked for, so why should I worry
Death comes to us all; I would only make it hurry
Am I not your minds creation, I shoulder no blame
For throughout the ages only you carry the shame

What need have I of human mindless souls?
Was it not your Gods who determined our goals?
But I grow ever weary, so tired of false deity
For is not fate its own self induced mockery

Then you came to me Dione and Zeus’s daughter
To relinquish me my sins of death and slaughter
I would rest with you amongst the fallen mighty
Ungodly love is forbidden for Ares and Aphrodite

Then take my sword and bury my shield
For the love of you I would gladly yield
And when I search for Hades, for surely I must
Let my weapons rest eternally, forever rust

For my demise to me would seem a new dawn
My lips no longer seek the demonic battle horn
And as with legend we would slowly fade
For we outlived our time in mans enchanted glade