Born to Thanatos,
I am an heir to the crypt.
I waltz with Erebus,
And into Nix I drift.
My deeds lay undiscovered,
Covered in the mist,
Wretched- wretched-
Is the man with no hope in his midst.
Adoption by Phos-
Brother to the One.
Son to the Father, and
The Father delights in His Son.
My deeds were discovered,
Revealed by the sun,
I was given two choices-
Life, love, and surrender,
or death, hatred, and run.
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