17 October 2012
In a mountain, high above the sea, A war is raging, Continuously, For ares this is, Just fun and games, For others though, It's just ongoing pain, As the titans strike, The mountain top, Apollo fears, All hope is lost, He writes a song, A melancholy tune, He hopes, The war may end soon, Zeus conjures lightning, From above, Kills a few, But not enough
The giants mourn, over the dead, But battle on, To whatever's ahead, Phoebe, Crius and Chronus Have died, There is only nine left, They fought, they tried.
Hephaestus sends down fire, To the giants below, The massive flames, Begin to grow, They fill the land, With an orange light, Flickering, In and out of sight, Athena has a cunning plan, She falls into the darkness, Under ground, She asks hades, Can she use his dead, He says of course, Go ahead,
The titans look round and all they can see, Are spirits and zombies, On a chaotic killing spree, Fear fills their heads, They are paralysed, The gods had it, The element of surprise,
The titans have lost, The gods still rule, Nothing else matters, It's over that's all.
Titans • Opuss № I