(Verse 1)
I shaped the shadows, sparked the stars in silent stone,
Slipped through the grip of the gods on their gilded thrones.
Split the code, script in smoke, flicker fates in molten tones,
Smuggled glow to those below, set the sky in broken bones.
Torch in my palm, left the law in the cinders,
Whispered in winds while the echoes grew bigger.
Twisted the system, uplifted the victims,
Risking existence, I spit with conviction.
Zeus with his threats, thought thunder could bind me,
Fools in their heavens stay blind to the rising.
Fused with the humans, I move like a titan,
Bruised but immortal—I birthed every fire.
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(Chorus)
Chained to the peak where the vultures feed,
But the fire still burns in the souls I freed.
I suffer in silence, but still I breathe,
And the gods will remember the gift I leave.
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(Verse 2)
I bled for the breath of the burdened and broken,
Spoke in the sparks, left a sermon in smoke and
Turned every word to a furnace of focus,
Now fire’s alive in the verses I’ve woven.
Titan of torment, trial and wisdom,
Dying but vibrant, defying the system.
Lions of lightning can strike with their might,
But the fire ignites in defiant resistance.
Epochs erode but my echoes remain,
Lessons in pain that the heavens disdain.
Sisyphus, Tantalus, Atlas in chains—
I laugh in the face of immaculate reigns.
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(Chorus)
Chained to the peak where the vultures feed,
But the fire still burns in the souls I freed.
I suffer in silence, but still I breathe,
And the gods will remember the gift I leave.
(Verse 3)
Blistered but breathing, I"m beating the odds,
Bleeding but beaconing freedom through fog.
Branded in brimstone, I battle with gods,
Battered but laughing, I shatter their laws.
Talon and teeth try to tear through my sinews,
Still, I continue, they carve but I kindle.
Magma in marrow, my message is might,
Every incision just feeds what ignites.
Never could kneel, never could falter,
Suffering sings but it won"t make me softer.
Bound in the boulders, but never bereft,
I gave them the flame—they can take what is left.
Lungs full of embers, my spirit persists,
Fire"s a whisper that rises to roar in the midst.
Torture me daily, but fate’s been defied—
Legends aren’t burned, they’re tempered in time.
(Chorus)
Chained to the peak where the vultures feed,
But the fire still burns in the souls I freed.
I suffer in silence, but still I breathe,
And the gods will remember the gift I leave.
(Outro - New Version)
The wind howls, the chains rust, but the fire endures.
They feast on my flesh, yet I do not fade.
Through every flame that flickers in the dark,
I remain—unbroken, unbound, undying.
