The first few verses seem to be narration by the Gods (& Godess') themselves. Talking up how "great" they are, and how "blessed" humanity is to have them.
However by the end a sense of self realisation comes to them, that perhaps they are not that "great", and that the pain and suffering they cause is not a "test" for humanity but more just a reflection of the nature of Gods (merciless, hostile, sadistic ...)
The last few lines really paint a picture of a God coming to the realisation that they are truly monsters ...
"...And plague colours
A masterpiece of pain
The portrait of what we are..."
The first few verses seem to be narration by the Gods (& Godess') themselves. Talking up how "great" they are, and how "blessed" humanity is to have them.
However by the end a sense of self realisation comes to them, that perhaps they are not that "great", and that the pain and suffering they cause is not a "test" for humanity but more just a reflection of the nature of Gods (merciless, hostile, sadistic ...)
The last few lines really paint a picture of a God coming to the realisation that they are truly monsters ...
"...And plague colours A masterpiece of pain The portrait of what we are..."