Prometheus - The Crüxshadows

Your window closes

I am crucified

There shall be no more mockery

Of the gifts of the gods

No more comparisons

No more distortions

My heart is heavy as stone

I am Prometheus

All courses I am aware of from here

Oh you, frail of heart

I am not without pity

Take heed

One final nail

Unnamed / undriven

This Nail Shall Represent Hope