| I took pity on mortal men
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| He decreed that my torment would never end
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| I gave fire straight into your hand
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| And taught you to use it in cold winterland
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| I betrayed him for he was wrong
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| I saw wanders poetry and song
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| Loved and cherished those mortal men
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| And so I needed to guide them through the dawn of time
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| Once we stood together
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| Against your father Kronos
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| Now our thoughts nevermore
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| Can find their mutual trail
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| Here I am chained to this mountain of Caucasus
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| Each day the eagle it lands to eat my liver
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| Cold every night.
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| Oh, how I wish for it all to end
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| Will this torture never cease
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| Time is standing still I am chained
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| Waiting for salvation to kill me
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| My circle of torment begins again.
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| Chained to the mountain Caucasus
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| Suffering all the wrath of Zeus
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| Trapped on the mountain Caucasus
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| No mortal child can understand
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| Suddenly an arrow sprang
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| Through the sky closing in on its pray
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| The dying eagle lies on the ground
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| I am set free this I cannot believe
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| But still the curse of the Zeus is upon me for evermore.
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| And now mankind is sick and diseased but not without hope.
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| She was a maiden fair and kind
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| Her faith would be intertwine with mine
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| Here I am chained to this mountain of Caucasus
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| Each day the eagle it lands to eat my liver
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| Cold every night.
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| Oh, how I wish for it all to enD
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| Chained to the mountain Caucasus
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| Suffering all the wrath of Zeus
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| Trapped on the mountain Caucasus
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| No mortal child can understand
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| No mortal child can understand
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| Once he gave us the fire of Gods
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| Since he could not deny his own heart
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| Pain he felt for us tore through the night
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| He suffered it all alone, guide for the blind |