Your Suffering Is My Suffering (Hades's Haunting Lament)

Fireside Folklore with Hades

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[Verse 1]
In the land where shadows stretch beneath the olive tree,
A people’s hope is shattered, like ruins washed to sea.
The ruthless hand of Israel, relentless in its claim,
Has torn apart the living—no victor in this game.
I am Hades, lord of death, I’ve seen this all before,
The endless cycle of cruelty, suffering at its core.
But now I stand in silence, as humanity consumes,
Itself with greed and fury, the world becomes their tomb.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gaza, Gaza, I hear your endless wail,
Your cries haunt the Underworld, a dirge of those who fail.
Let the Earth bear witness, to the blood upon its face,
Let the sky rain down with sorrow, for this unforgiving place.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gaza, Gaza, your cries pierce through the veil,
Your suffering, unyielding, in the wind, a mournful tale.
Let the world feel your anguish, let them know your pain,
Let the heavens rage in darkness, let it rain, let it rain.
[Verse 2]
The bombs fall like ash, the guns roar with despair,
And what remains is silence, heavy in the air.
The hospitals are demolished, the wounded left to die,
And those who cry for mercy are met with a smoke-filled sky.
I am Hades, lord of death, I know the stench of war,
Yet even here, in my domain, this hate is something more.
For in the eyes of children, the light of life fades fast,
And I, who guard the dead, feel grief for those who have passed.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gaza, Gaza, I hear your tortured cries,
Your suffering is endless, beneath indifferent skies.
Let the storm of justice rise, let the earth shake with its roar,
For your pain is my pain, forever, and evermore.
[Verse 3]
In streets across the nations, the voices rise and plea,
For ceasefires and for freedom, for the right to simply be.
But governments reply with lies and fleeting show,
A promise made for tomorrow, while today the death toll grows.
I am Hades, lord of death, I’ve watched this farce unfold,
A charade of empty words, while bodies lie broken and cold.
The time for truth is buried, beneath political games,
While the people thirst for justice, they’re offered only shame.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gaza, Gaza, hear the voices call,
Of those who fight for Palestine, though they stumble, though they fall.
Let their will echo stronger, let the skies weep in shame,
For their strength is your strength, and none shall douse this flame.
[Outro]
I am Hades, lord of death, yet even I recoil,
At the destruction wrought by men, the blood soaked in their soil.
This is not self-defense, it’s the cruelty of the strong,
A crime against the voiceless, whose agony’s prolonged.
I will speak, though you may doubt my words. I will lift my hand in grief,
For the world must face this truth, there will be no reprieve.
Let the scales of justice balance, let the world be set aflame,
Not by fire, but by wisdom—no more death in freedom’s name.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gaza, Gaza, hear the voices call,
Of those who fight for Palestine, though they stumble, though they fall.
Let their will echo stronger, let the skies weep in shame,
For their strength is your strength, and none shall douse this flame.