DON’T DRINK WITH HER | The Witch of Aeaea | Odyssey Vol. 4 | Legendary Bard Song

Welcome to the tavern. Leave a comment telling what is the next tale you want! Like and subscribe! "Not every cage is made of iron. Some are built from hunger… and set with a golden plate." Odysseus and his crew find themselves in the halls of the sorceress Circe. Lured by the promise of a feast and a gentle voice, the men soon find that some gifts come with a terrible price. When the spell takes hold and their human names grow thin, only one man remains to face the witch. Volume 4 of the Odyssey series continues the legendary journey home. Listen to the Odyssey Series: Vol 1:    • DO NOT OPEN THE GATE | Odyssey Vol. 1 | Fa...   Vol 2:    • NOBODY LEAVES | Escape from the Cyclops | ...   Vol 3:    • DO NOT OPEN THE BAG | The Betrayal of Men ...   Lyrics written by me: [INTRO] Not every cage is made of iron. Some are built from hunger… and set with a golden plate. [VERSE 1] They found the hall among the trees Where no wild creature ran Lions lay with softened eyes Like hounds beneath her hand Wolves moved slow around the door With sorrow in their stare And from within, a woman sang While gold thread crossed the air [PRE-CHORUS] No chain was seen No blade was drawn But every beast stayed near [CHORUS] Do not eat at her table Do not drink from her hand Some feasts are built for hunger Some cups unmake a man When the golden doorway opens And her gentle voice is near Remember every beast outside Once begged to enter here [VERSE 2] She smiled and called the strangers in With honey in her tone She set the cups before their hands And made the cold hall home They drank the wine, they took the bread They laughed away the dread Then something twisted through their skin And bowed each human head [PRE-CHORUS] Their voices cracked Their fingers curled Their human names grew thin [CHORUS] Do not eat at her table Do not drink from her hand Some feasts are built for hunger Some cups unmake a man When the golden doorway opens And her gentle voice is near Remember every beast outside Once begged to enter here [VERSE 3] Their knees struck hard against the floor Their hands became the ground Their mouths forgot the shape of words And broke in squealing sound She drove them weeping to the sty With memory fading slow For men who feast where spells are poured Forget the names they know [BUILD] One man had stayed beyond the door And saw what none should see He ran back pale through shadowed woods From what men should not be [BRIDGE ] Then came a god beside the path With black root in his hand A flower white against the dark No mortal understands “Take this,” he said, “and drink her cup But let no fear be shown When sorcery reaches for your blood Draw steel and stand alone.” [VERSE 4] So one man walked into her hall Where golden fire shone She poured the cup with patient hands And watched him drink alone The spell rose up, the cup went cold The room held still as stone He did not crawl, he did not bend But drew his blade of bronze [PRE-CHORUS] For once the feast Had found a man The magic could not claim [FINAL CHORUS] Do not eat at her table Do not drink from her hand Some feasts are built for hunger Some cups unmake a man But when the golden doorway opened And the spell reached for his skin The sword rose bright before her face And she made them men again [FINAL VERSE] She touched the swine with ancient words And flesh remembered bone Their eyes came back from animal dark Their mouths reclaimed their own Yet no man left that golden hall The same as when he came For some still heard beneath their skin The thing that wore their name [OUTRO] She gave them back their human shapes. Then pointed them toward the dead. #odyssey #greekmythology #bardsong #darkfantasymusic #circe #fantasymusic #epictales #stentheoldbard