The Madness of Ixion Lyrics

I will not still my shaking hand
I will pound this earth to dust
I fair denied thee giftly promise
Yet in thieving hands my flocks depart

Letting blast with vengeful fists
upon the father of a costly bride
Revoke divine blood in wrath
I will him into pits of cinder

Writhing nightmare in molten flame
conflagrated skin retreats from his flesh and bone
stripped of his life, converted into ash
as so the mind of a guilty fool

Sleep doth not cease abandon
for minds un-sober of toxic deed
In poverty of soundless thought
Ixions mind is cracked in two

Sequela of his own lament
a vacuous insanity
beating his chest with white hot grief
burying nail to crumpled face

From watchful clouds and breaking ray
sorry eyes befall to he
Godly hands extend in pity
to offer him convalescence

Spared of addled mind at last
his snake like ways return
His lusting gaze affixed to Hera-
wife to god who set him free

An angry Zues is ever watchful
he designs a cunning trap
Nephele is formed of sky and water
to beckon fool in Hera's form

An apparition of seduction
takes Ixions loins by storm
into the vaporous god-clone
he renders his frothing seed

Failure revealed to all
he's bestowed into eternal flames
upon the sunwheel he is nailed
forever to burn in violent stars

Punished for crimes against man and gods
he's peeled away from mortality
Tartarus enlightened by his flame
casts shadows upon his brothers damned

Dancing pain contorts blasphemic flesh
Folding faces screaming in the deep
Hellish figures conduct the tormenting flames
Burning away the will of pleading mercy

Once a greedish King bound to his pride
now a sightly torch for all hell to see
pride and shame fell quickly to he
now a flaming beacon in hades' hand

Hurled to earth is a new race
from fecund Nephelian womb
Centurion kind standing tall and proud
draws his bow to the heart of man