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)