Prometheus, o Prometheus
What did you ever do right?
Giving fire in the hand of man
Setting its curiousity alight?
Prometheus, o Prometheus
Giving man the Gods' Flame
When it later destroyed Gaea
Who is the one to blame?
Prometheus, o Prometheus
True words only, did Zeus speak
When he told you of the follies
Of man, should he ever break
Prometheus, o Prometheus
Much death lays in thy hand
You allowed us to think freely
You spilled the glass of sand
Prometheus, o Prometheus
Whyever did you set us free?
Dolls made for thy amusement
Flawed we were, irreparably.
Prometheus, o Prometheus
Whatever did you see in us?
Why let us have the Forbidden
Fruit, why torture us thus?
Prometheus, o Prometheus
You were wrong about man
You spoke of potential
You spoke of greatness
You spoke of curiousity
But, we died before we ever began.