16. The Gift of Tantalos

Father, I've avenged thee and my brothers
See him there, his blood runs red in the bath
A token of my hatred
Your feast of flesh, I have avenged
Thirteen children slain in vile
Unholy reprieve
Blood from the skies
The sun will burn too high
Murder, murder, murder, divine
Retribution, justice for my tribe
Black sands of time stained forever, forever, ever
I rejoice at your death
Now I'll be king
Watch me take her as you die