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Prometheus


Legend says Prometheus Brought fire to man Stolen from the heavens Prometheus's love for man But that is only a myth I have a fire, burning in my chest Enkindled by my Prometheus Tended by her love And stoked by her affection But the heavens look upon her fondly But like a greek hero of old My love is ill fated I wish to come home to her But the monsters in the way prove challenging And I must walk this path alone But the prize at the end Is worth enduring more And I will endure for her For my flame still burns And my dreams of wax Melt before her true beauty But with every moment Spent without her My flame burns softer But it is never extinguished And her gift of fire Gives warmth to my veins It brings joy to my life It brings purpose to my existance Every time the flame flickers I feel the cold rushing in The bleakness of a life without her My love is my lifeline And she is my love My Prometheus is everything And my flame is hers
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