[Title] I Went to Olympus to Confront Cupid [no spoken world] [Opening Hook] I went to Olympus to confront Cupid, with a soul worn down by too many lies. They paint you as blind, but I came to see for myself, and now I know you saw everything. They say you are young, that you shoot for pleasure, but I was the wound you left bleeding inside. I didn’t come asking for one more promise, I came back to ask why it had to be me. [Verse 1] I climbed through the ancient stones of heaven, with the weight of my sorrow marked on my feet. I carried questions no prayer could answer, and a story of arrows buried deep. I did not come like a saint or a queen, I came as a woman who had finally had enough. Half fire, half tears, half earth, half memory, with fury and tenderness burning in my blood. I reached your temple, I stood before your name, where everyone blames you for love on this earth. And there you were, with your wings wide open, holding your bow like you had never seen the hurt. [Verse 2] Cupid, don’t lie to me, don’t look away, love is not a game of careless aim. You saw the eyes that never truly loved me, you saw the hands that would leave me someday. You saw promises dressed in moonlight, pretty words with no roots underneath. You saw my faith walking barefoot, chasing a love it could never reach. And still you fired, and still you smiled, then flew back to heaven without a word. Tell me what kind of god awakens love, then walks away from the one who hurts. [Chorus] I went to Olympus to confront Cupid, with a soul worn down by too many lies. They paint you as blind, but I came to see for myself, and now I know you saw everything. They say you are young, that you shoot for pleasure, but I was the wound you left bleeding inside. I didn’t come asking for one more promise, I came back to ask why it had to be me. [Verse 3] Don’t blame destiny when you pulled the string. Don’t tell me it was all a lesson, when I paid for every wound with years of pain. Yes, I learned, but I learned while bleeding, I learned by losing, desperate and drained. I learned to recognize empty lovers, false kisses, and bodies cold as stone. But don’t confuse my strength with forgetting, and don’t mistake my silence for saying it was right. I came to your door, I crossed your mountain, to tell you face to face, the soul does not lie. [Bridge] And if you ever raise your bow toward me again, look closely before you wound me that way. Don’t send me love made of shadows and lies, or lips that kiss while the soul laughs away. Don’t send me promises taken by the wind, or hearts that only love when it serves them well. If you are going to touch my life again, let it be with truth, let it be with faith. [Final Hook] I went to Olympus to confront Cupid, with a soul worn down by too many lies. They paint you as blind, but I came to see for myself, and now I know you saw everything. They say you are young, that you shoot for pleasure, but I was the wound you left bleeding inside. I didn’t come asking for one more promise, I came back to ask why it had to be me. [Outro] Cupid put his bow away, and Olympus fell silent. I came down from the mountain with my heart wide awake. I am no longer afraid of your arrows, I will catch them in the air. I am no longer afraid of love, but if you ever aim at me again, aim straight for both our hearts.
