Sing now, Muses, of the child of ruin,
Eldest daughter of honoured Zeus.
Sing of Atë, and her fall, and bless her
In her incarceration in Tartarus.
Sing of her release, for without ruin,
There can be no rebirth.
Muses, hear the song for Atë,
And grant her the wishes she desires,
To return to the land of her parents,
As their beloved daughter.
Thank you to the Pantheon Project for allowing my creativity to shine through. It means more to me than you will ever know.