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Sarah Dougher
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Ode 3
... House of Atreus proud throughout greece Magnificent out Troy Magnificent out Troy It is the old curse Caught up with you again It is the old curse Caught up with you again Ever since the brothers felt fighting over a certian golden round Children have died, being quicked implied And eaten There is no shortage still, of murder In the house of Atreus For Orestes to cut his mother till she died Was nothing noble To hold the dripping blade for the polar to be hold Was hardly brave Sunlight glimted of the blade Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Over the unholy battle for justifying violence, madness creates like maggots in the dark. Claude nestra was petrefied screaming in terror, my son Orestes my child. Would you defy the holiest of holiest, would you murder the mother who gave you life. Will you honor the blood bonded with your father and live in shame forever? What act is more caotic what way of pain is greater What story is more tragic than the world has to tell? That of his sons hands stained by his mothers blood And so of course, Orestes has gone mad In fury he is loosing his mind, his eyes are left with blood His mother bare her dress to him as a baby And again when he raise His sword over her She opened her golden dress to him But Orestes showed slaughter in revenge For the murder Of his father And the blade came plunging down Plunging down
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