PROMETHEUS THREE:BY JOVE, THAT'S ME!

PROMETHEUS THREE—BY JOVE, THAT’S ME !  Out of darkness in the night The stench of Hell in their flight Come the Furies Hungry for human flesh Looking for a soul to catch Quietly Ready I wait To save what’s left of me And When they find my hiding place They have their way It’s Hell to pay No  trace to see Of their Inhumanity Yet I never lose. I never win For This soul of mine knows of no sin Here I am. Here I stay Waiting quietly Each day