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Son of cronus I beg thee

For I've fought and lost to the sea

Set me free of this dreadful fate

Being bound to this dreary cave

Past a longing worth of seven years

In lamentation bleeding sanguine tears

At last arrives the herald of the gods

Allowing my return to slay the suitor dogs

Through the mortal blood of the foul

I have come to take my throne

The bright eyed goddess of war

As my shield and my guard

From the ends of the earth

Of suffering and sorrow comes morth

The stars watched as he wearily trod

The man born under the aegis of gods