I\'m a flower,
With every pedal plucked.
My stem the only reminder,
That I was beautiful.
I\'m Hercules,
Before he new his father was a god.
Medusa,
Before she could turn men to stone.
And I\'m Aphrodite,
With vengeance in my sight,
Because she knows love-
Is the only true light.
How could someone disrespect the sacred crown.
Throw the loyalty of love onto the ground.
With a torch in my hand-
I begin the Olympic Games.
Only this time,
I\'ll take the gold...
And shove it down your throat.