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Zeus is the chief deity in Greek mythology, ruling over the heavens, the earth, and the mortal realm. As the son of Cronus and Rhea, he rose to power after leading the Olympians in the Titanomachy, a fierce battle that ended with the overthrow of his father, Cronus, and the rise of a new cosmic order. Zeus is known for wielding the thunderbolt, a symbol of his authority, and for his role as a protector and enforcer of justice among gods and mortals. He is often depicted as the embodiment of divine law, yet also as a figure marked by complex relationships and numerous affairs.
In this song, "Thunderborne," Zeus' power and authority are explored as he rules the skies and enforces law upon both gods and men. His relationship with his wife Hera is also touched upon, reflecting the turbulent nature of divine power and the weight of the throne he holds.
Zeus – "Thunderborne"
I rise with storms wrapped in my name
Skyfather crowned in thunder's flame
Mount Olympus bows beneath my feet
Every oath, every fear, repeats
The clouds obey, the lightning calls
My justice cracks through heaven's walls
I am the thunder, I am the king
The storm that breaks, the law I bring
From golden throne to mortal breath
I rule with love, I strike with death
My brothers warred, but I stood tall
Sky, sea, and underworld — we split it all
Their tides may rage, their fire may burn
But lightning never waits its turn
The eagle screams, the heavens bend
My will begins where mortals end
I am the thunder, I am the king
The storm that breaks, the law I bring
From golden throne to mortal breath
I rule with love, I strike with death
A hundred lovers, a thousand lies
Still, Olympus burns under my skies
Let gods plot in shadows deep
But none shall wake what I let sleep
(Hera, bitter, cold and proud)
HERA: "You call this love? You shame our vow."
ZEUS: "You swore to storm, not to peace..."
(Hera fades into thunder growls)
I am the thunder, I am the king
The storm that breaks, the law I bring
From golden throne to mortal breath
I rule with love, I strike with death
Bow your heads, let fear be born
For gods don’t weep—they ride the storm