Antaeus

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Intro – ambient synth + distant thunder

Oooooohh Boi
Let me tell ye 'bout a big man,
Built fae dirt, bred fae stone.
Touched the earth – and that’s where he got his throne.

Verse 1 – calm, gritty delivery

Antaeus, son o’ Gaia, earth in his veins,
Could flatten a man wi’ a look, nae chains.
He wis raw, he wis rooted, power full-grown,
Long as his feet touched the ground – he wis home.

Folk passed through, he'd break their backs,
Wi’ knuckles like boulders an’ steel in his cracks.
But Herc came strollin’, eyes like flame,
Nae brute, but clever – playin’ a different game.

Pre-Chorus – darker, tense

He clocked it quick – it wisnae just strength,
It wis the source — his grip on the length
O’ the land, the roots, the pulse beneath…
So he lifted him high – an' choked oot his breath.

Chorus – chanty, bold

Lifted aff the greet — nae power left in ye!
Lifted aff the greet — your earth cannae defend ye!
Disconnect the roots, the whole tree dies,
Antaeus flew — but it wisnae the skies.

Deadlift kill — Gaia cannae hear ye scream.
Deadlift thrill — Herc broke the dream.
Tied tae the mud, that’s where ye were grand,
But off the ground? Just dust in the hand.

Verse 2 – faster, sharper flow

Yer mam’s the Earth, but the Earth did cry,
Watchin’ her son get hung oot tae dry.
Folk say strength is pure, comes fae the land,
But what if yer grip slips right oot yer hand?

He had the rage, the fists, the pride,
But Herc had the brains – nae need tae hide.
He just lifted the lad, cut aff the plug,
Antaeus flailed like a beetle in mud.

Bridge – slower, solemn tone

He hud it all – the brawn, the fame,
But nae the wit tae play the game.
Rooted deep but blind tae the skies,
Even giants can fall wi’ open eyes.

Chorus – bigger, chant with echoes

Lifted aff the greet — yer strength’s away now!
Lifted aff the greet — nae place tae stay now!
Cut fae the source, and yer heart runs dry,
You were Earth’s child — now just a guy.

Deadlift clean — Herc knew the trick.
Deadlift mean — ended it quick.
You stood too close tae the dirt, too low,
And he showed ye: even giants can go.

Outro – soft, spoken with echo

You can be born fae stone, fae the bones o’ hills,
Feel mountains in yer fists, lava in yer will.
But pull ye high, wi’ nae earth tae stand —
And you’re just a shadow, slippin’ through sand.