I was Atlas with the world in chains
Golden throne, but gold decays
Traded my crown for stardust rust
Now the cosmos calls it: Reckless trust

Apollo said: Boy, obey!
(But my heart screamed Prometheus' way)
Artemis nocked her silver bow—
(I let the arrow shatter my throne)

You chose the galactical illusion!
(Where fallen kings still glow)
Let your odyssey be delusion!
(My Icarus soul says: Go!)

Zeus still thunders: Know your place!
From gilded halls I erased my name
Now black holes hum my hymn of shame
But supernovas shout it anyway

(If Hera won’t bless my flight)
I’ll steal her peacock’s stolen light!
(If Hades claims my fate)
I’ll burn Persephone’s gates

Apollo said: Boy, obey!
(But my heart screamed Prometheus' way)
Artemis nocked her silver bow
(I let the arrow shatter my throne)

You chose the galactical illusion!
(Where fallen kings still glow)
Let your odyssey be delusion!
(My Icarus soul says: Go!)

You chose the galactical illusion!
(Where exiles rewrite stars)
The Titans call it pollution!
(But chaos is who we are)