ATHENA:]
Zeus my Father hold your Son...
His Seas have all run dry...
The spark of Life fades with the Dawning for those who wait...
Under the Blackest Skies, my arms are open wide...
Will you deny your Hand in Shaping, for those who know....
Zeus my Father hold your Son...
His Seas have all run dry...
The spark of Life fades with the Dawning for those who wait...
Under the Blackest Skies, my arms are open wide...
Will you deny your Hand in Shaping, for those who know....