I travel back in time every time I hear his voice. A time where titans rule and the gods lay low in the sea far away. Here he comes and he's mad. What did I do? Sleeping and hiding, not caring. I gave myself some time to rest. Some time to rest my hands against the earth. It was warm and trembling and burning deep below. Here he comes and he's mad. What did I do? I'll fear. I'll run and cower from his wrath. I'll do whatever he demands. Like a hostage, I've lost myself in this when. I've made him angry as always. Now I need some help. I'm no match. Now I need some help. I've made him angry as always, and as always it's not me. But this titan's stubborn will and his blind eyes can not see. Blinded he blames me. I'm confused. I thought he wasn't real. But he's clearly bringing down the sky and tearing upward through the earth. And they're still resting in the ocean unaware. Tearing through the earth, and they're still resting in the ocean unaware. I fear they'll never answer, never awake. These gods that change with the tides. These titans, I hope, are swept out to sea. I fear they'll never answer, never awake. Wake up please, god. Wake up, save me, kill him. Kill him for me.