Voices from Hell

 People have locked me up in cheesy figurines that don't show who I really am, myths are also lies. The only truth is about my wisdom, belligerence and power, the rest is the dream of a drunkard who dressed the gods with his own whims and weaknesses. I, Athena, am with those who carry the lamp of enlightenment, who are not afraid to lighten the darkness and show the way for the lost. I support versatile, open minds that are not afraid to seek knowledge and draw from many sources. I regret that Greece has fallen, that its true beauty and heritage have not survived. Together with the other gods of Olympus, we have given so much to this land and to these chosen people. Without us, they'd just be a bunch of ignorant savages. We taught them their craft, we kindled the flame of knowledge, we taught them to ask about the cause of the world. Everything is gone. What you now read as translations of great thinkers is but a small handful of what was. The most important thing has been swal...

 

 Silence enchanted among the blazing stars Heralds the imminent advent of the dark lady I open the nexion Astaroth The sun griffin brings destruction Red and black Abyss of ethereal destruction Her laughter will shake the ocean of human despair and break the strongest Its beauty will put to shame the flowering meadows Emerald lips will utter a mantra I open the nexion Astaroth When the east wind blows Look for the Satin Warrior whose army will overwhelm the weakness of your world.

 A shining chariot of fiery steeds He's racing through the galaxy of human collapse Master wizard arrives A raised titanium weapon He silences the whine of the infernal hounds Give up, give up Destructive power A never-ending battle From Seth's power, the dragon born He traverses a disgraced world It creates a new path among whining souls The blue torch is shining He gives a sign to the chosen ones of the Star House Give up, give up The power of creating Continuous illumination

 Burning oceans of chaotic events arranged according to the plan of Set. Bleeding souls begging for mercy battered by faith. In the howling sounds of jackals the hidden majesty of the ruler of the desert. Here comes the priests' sleepless night deceived by their own gods. The echo of the words of truth has faded smashed against the rocks of human ignorance. The broken cup of humanity. The lies soaked the ground to give life to the next unworthy.