Atalanta - Yamantaka // Sonic Titan

Atalanta, golden orbs adorn you

The games you play with game you chase

Born suckled by the slaughter

Atalanta, the butcher’s bow has warmed you

The hunt is doomed, the bears have groomed

The lion’s cursed daughter

Your star lies in the deep river ever clouded

Wormwood grows where love once flowed

The flock drowned in the water

Atalanta, lips sealed fast with honey

Back to the sane in all but name

Must always be apart