I'm starting an energy, may it flow through me and knock the blows beneath
This brass gauntlet of mine
May the gods it please, I would travel weeks across the salty oceans to see
Something to catch a king's eye
Something wholly divine
But what would it be?
The golden fleece
May it throw thee
The gilded beast
Spreading its wings
Then a chase it be, I would sail the sea, and afford the seat of kings
By and by
But the goddess, she then humbled me and gave me the key
To glow and to shine
To reap what is mine
But how could it be?
The golden fleece
Torn before me
Immeasurably
Divinity leaks
Space and time
Breached