Epic (Part One)

Heavy and hard is the heart of a king
King of iron, king of steel
The heart of the king loves everything
like the hammer loves the nail
but the heart of a man is a simple one
small and soft, flesh and blood
and all that it loves is a woman
a woman is all that it loves

And Hades is king of the scythe and the sword
he covers the world in the colour of rust
he scrapes the sky and scars the earth
and he comes down heavy and hard on us
But even that hardest of hearts unhardened
suddenly when he saw her there

Persephone in her mother's garden
sun on her shoulders, wind in her hair
the smell of the flowers she held in her hand
and the pollen that fell from her fingertips
And suddenly Hades was only a man
with a taste of nectar upon his lips, singing
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