Odysseus

I cry bitter tears at night
listening to the faint siren song
wondering if I am right
when I think I am wrong

I feel torn by the sound
amazed by her beauty
by those chains I am bound
to this evil deity

By day I want to throw myself
off the cliff to the rocks below
and end this bloody hell
and by the gods above I would go

If it were not for the bitter tears
and the siren song's chains
that weigh me and keep me here
freedom is impossible to obtain