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jorge rivera-herrans - god games lyrics

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[crowd]
aphrodiote

[aphrodite]
your little high and mighty odysseus
claims to love his mother
but let her die of a broken heart

[athena]
he was busy fighting

[aphrodite]
more like busy spiting the cyclops
let him feel the pain that his mother felt and rot

[athena]
wait, please reconsider this

[ares]
really athena? these old tricks?

[athena]
ares!

[crowd]
ares, ares
[ares]
what kind of sick coward
holds back his power
while his friends get devouroured?
he didn’t even fight scylla
didn’t even try to k!ll her
hides insidе a wooden horse to get thе job done
never handles things upfront
pathetic and weak like his son

[athena]
hold your tongue now
his son’s my friend
and tell your lover that a broken heart can mend
you want more bloodshed?
then set him free
to get back to his homestead, he’ll make everybody bleed

[aphrodite & ares]
ugh, release him

- jorge rivera herrans lyrics

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