Legends of the Tide: Percy’s Song

Deep bass hums, shadows unfold,

Legend of a hero, stories told,

Percy the brave, the tide's own king,

His tale of valor begins to sing.

Born of Poseidon’s mighty grace,

A camp where heroes find their place,

Trident in hand, storms in his eyes,

He challenges gods, reaches for the skies.

From Manhattan’s depths to Olympus high,

He fights the dark, he dares to try,

Legend in the making, a demi-god’s will,

His courage echoes, steadfast and still.

Percy Jackson, tides and storms,

Guardian of the mortal forms,

Deep bass echoes, power’s call,

Hero of myths, standing tall.

Battles fierce, monsters’ fear,

With his loyal friends always near,

Fighting shadows, breaking chains,

His strength runs deep in veins.

Sea monsters beware, he’s the wave’s own soul,

Master of the currents, fiery and cold,

He stands, unyielding, unbowed, fierce,

Legends etched deep, their echoes pierce.

From the depths of the ocean’s roar,

His legend’s boundless, forevermore,

Hero’s heart, a titan’s core,

His feats resound on ancient shore.

Percy Jackson, tides and storms,

Guardian of the mortal forms,

Deep bass echoes, power’s call,

Hero of myths, standing tall.

So remember his name, through time’s own swell,

The hero who dared where few would dwell,

Percy Jackson, legend’s flame,

In deep bass whispers, lives his name.