HELOISE AND SELENE

HELOISE AND SELENE



As the world came from muck and clay
Shall the gods reigned the realm at play
The grinning darkness whirled at its bay
Wicked Chaos stirred despair in the fray.
So their immortality never lasts long
That mortal hosts be used for their longing souls
Reborn of memories that were never theirs
An existence different from before
The agony of their unending lives writhes more
Like an eternal flame closed in a lamp
Which Thanatos refused to claim in his arm.


Hail forth to the three daughters of Zeus
They who spin the yarn no god can ever loose
Like the web of a worthy spider
Ensnaring anyone who would wander
Once laid down, yes, that deadly trap
Not even the most powerful would dare drop
And find his way out.


Hail forth to the three daughters of Zeus
They who decree fate every god fools
Which never fails to live and pass
So they come forth as they must
As they were the decrees of the Fates
Weaver of fate. No god ever touches.


Hail forth to the three daughters of Zeus
They who snip the yarn death pursues
Together with the old and young yarn, that cruel shears
Always bringing everyone’s end
Severing the cord of life no one can mend
Like a dripping honey with its bitter taste
The poisoned treacle kills mortals with regrets
As to the gods, their fading existence.


Now, their cruel song echoes with bitter tune
As their lives hang at their whim.
Clotho, the spinner of yarn,
Decreed his birth
Lachesis, the disposer of lots,
Decreed her to meet him
And Atropos, who has the shears,
Decreed them to tear each other.
And so their tale had been written,
To become murderers of each other
With time no one knows when
With fate no one can alter.


And so their tale had been written,
To become murderers of each other
With both yarns knitted together
Tied and sealed with a single knot
Shall be severed in one cut
Woven slowly, stitch by stitch
As they knew nothing about it.


Little candlewick sitting on a melted candle
My life just as small for its flame to dwell
As a cruel witch snatched my freedom away
And forced me in this farcical play
She is holding my release
For the sake of being her apprentice.


Across the heavens, I am called priestess
Ancient mortals worshiped me as their goddess
But this one addressed me as a witch
And he did so without a single flinch
And it excited me
That one mortal would dare show his audacity
Staying true to his conviction
Even before a powerful deity ever known.


And how that witch completes her day,
Is to make the light of my life ebbing away.
She claimed me for a mission that is never mine
Involved me in a battle I never signed.
Complaints just bounded past
As she pulled me in the chariot which flew past.


And how that mortal completes his day,
Is to make the length of my patience ebbing away
The shards of Chaos should be collected now
Time is pressing real hard
And my little useless apprentice
Managed to give me not even a single bruise
So I wondered how he would do
If some blood-thirst monster of Tartarus
Come and aim at him
And I am not there to defend for him.


Then my cruel witch Mistress,
Even calls me a Princess
So much to add at my distress
Because of my name, she says.
From some heroine, it came.
I started to long for my freedom
Unbounded by no one but my own
So did I decide for a confrontation
Gazing on the setting sun, there she stood
The winds respectful as they should
The breeze dances in and through
Across her sleek hair it flew.
I glance at her and I know I lost
My voice locked inside my throat
Words refused to come forth
Not even a shrill note spoke.


And so I decided,
Chaos must be hunted—
To stay by her side,
If the human race be saved.


And so their tale had been written,
To become murderers of each other
With both yarns knitted together
Tied and sealed with a single knot
Shall be severed in one cut
Woven slowly, stitch by stitch
As they knew nothing about it.