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Nyx- Primordial Goddess of Night
Curse these weak beings
Even if they are my play things
The rid the world of my being
Because they are afraid of not seeing
This darkness is beauty
And apparently exterminating it is their duty
They fear the gift of blind sight
Indeed they're not at all bright
A true gift they repent
But they will receive it, I am hell bent
Why did that cursed Titan have to do this
Prometheus gave them light and bliss
From there they evolved
But that can be solved
They think they can keep me away with their "electricity"
Destroying their hopes would be simplicity
I shall rise from my quiet sanctuary
To be the Ultimate Adversary
I shall give these humans with their "lights"
A millenia of Eternal Nights
Even if they are my play things
The rid the world of my being
Because they are afraid of not seeing
This darkness is beauty
And apparently exterminating it is their duty
They fear the gift of blind sight
Indeed they're not at all bright
A true gift they repent
But they will receive it, I am hell bent
Why did that cursed Titan have to do this
Prometheus gave them light and bliss
From there they evolved
But that can be solved
They think they can keep me away with their "electricity"
Destroying their hopes would be simplicity
I shall rise from my quiet sanctuary
To be the Ultimate Adversary
I shall give these humans with their "lights"
A millenia of Eternal Nights
Published 31st Jan 2014
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