As Kronos came to his senses, he was all bound
His powers were missing, he could make no sound.
So he made a vow in Tartaros under the sod
That he'd wait for his grandson, some angry young god
to break Zeus' bolts, make him so riled
And so this god comes: Leto's vicious child!
As Kronos came to his senses, he was all bound
His powers were missing, he could make no sound.
So he made a vow in Tartaros under the sod
That he'd wait for his grandson, some angry young god
to break Zeus' bolts, make him so riled
And so this god comes: Leto's vicious child!
"Farewell: it is not lawful for me to look upon the dead or to defile my sight with the last breath of the dying."
"Farewell: it is not lawful for me to look upon the dead or to defile my sight with the last breath of the dying."