Sharing the table with gods
Drinking their nectar in equality
Listen to the talk of the immortal
Denying their omniscience
Blinded by overconfidence
he hides the hollow icon
"I swear I don't have it"
No honesty, just theft

Flesh of his own son to eat
– It was his last misdeed
Dehumanized he fell
– Down and down beneath
Writhing to the ground
– To bedew his lips
Water draws back
– He touches sand

Begging he falls before them
Sentenced to eternal agony
Nothing to drink he runs dry from inside
Branches of fruits blown away
Boulder upon his head seems to fall
Fear cords up his throat
Triple torments for the king
And his son has been reborn

Flesh of his own son to eat
– It was his last misdeed
Dehumanized he fell
– Down and down beneath
Writhing to the ground
– To bedew his lips
Water draws back
– He touches sand

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