A touch of Midas in his eyes
A star-bright halo for a crown
The last infernal heir to rise
That wasn't first cast down
Half of Heaven, half of Men
Son born of promises to keep
Will his mother's people he defend
Or father's vengeance will he reap?

A touch of Midas in his eyes
A star-bright halo for a crown
The last infernal heir to rise
That wasn't first cast down
Half of Heaven, half of Men
Son born of promises to keep
Will his mother's people he defend
Or father's vengeance will he reap?
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