THOR: “What the fuck have you done?” ODIN: “I have given our people apotheosis”

LAVINIA: “Any sumbitch can pull this tin star from my stone cold hands”

Old King Cole has paid the toll Of the crimes levied upon his soul

OEDIPUS: “I’m not going down with the rest of you”

“If you asked the Ulysses currently kneeling in front of the Suits why they’d created the trials, I doubt they could tell you”

“It’s a shame none of the Pendragons thought to check the logs also contained in that room”

Service with a smile, laughing all the while Murder or defile to make my father proud of me As his favoured son

If it’s the last thing I do then it’s worth it (My glorious train) I see a new world and I must unearth it (And Odin must pay) I’ll bring back my mind My destiny is calling

“The maiden voyage of a train through the stars, vanished without a trace”

“As for what happened to our ‘sleeping beauty’, that’s a tale for another day”

With beautiful eyes And beautiful hair We are ensnared

“Behind it, what once was Odin laughs. Her body long and undulating, her one eye now vast and staring”

Silent and stone broken horses

JONNY: “And this bothered Nastya, engineer of the Aurora, so she went to the closest thing the ship had to a captain; myself, Jonny d’Ville”

The silver and the platinum of etchings on the wall Reach to her, her melting skin their cold brace appals

Rose, Rose, Rose red Will I ever see thee wed?

“And the Ratatosk Express launches”

“And then Snow saw Rose, still in the glass lifepod she’d been in for thirty years, and shattered it with a single shot”

“Within a week all in Ilium was ripping and rending and tearing and blood”

Tell me, how would you feel about killing a few folk? I know that your hands are already red

JONNY: “Brian?! That insubordinate piece of brass!”

MORDRED: “Father I- I’m sorry”

Well, I’m a Lucky Seven, I’m a mob elite I got loaded dice and I was born to cheat

The dark appliance of infernal science would give him millenia more And he would watch as the suns burned out, collapsing from their core

Siegfried, we don’t have any time Well, then, we turn and we attack

There’s nothing left to say (The air is filled with screams) We’re rotten to the core (Before I treated battle like it was a toy) And I will make them pay (But not in my darkest dreams) For making me believe there’s more (Could I have ever felt this savage joy)

When we pass into the Acheron We’ll be singing out his song

“But any window with a hammer is also an emergency exit, and the stars claim them both”

JONNY: “But that's not the death you came to see”

I’m now locked inside my cabin and outside there’s only death I still hear the General curse me with her choking final breath

Their bodies are still and their blood is cold The book is closed and the story told No happy ever after for a tale so old Laid in blood when the battle has done

“Two beautiful baby girls named by their parents as Snow and Rose”

Metal-bound, his heart beats still

You built the Labyrinth on blood and pain

But damn their eyes, if I must die At least I can do it on my feet

But not in my darkest dreams Could I have ever felt this savage joy

“The light blinked green and the Captain’s eyes opened”

“It was not, however, scanned for a faint, almost inaudible signal being broadcast of Ulysses’ own design”

All she knows is pain and death and a moss covered stone

Deep in my cups and my whiskey Sometimes the screaming will cease

In the earth with my beloved I have found my final home

They took him and threw him into the sky All alone and a-lowly

But as I grew I knew it was a princess who would hold me

JONNY: “Hello, ladies!”

ORPHEUS: “I can finally pay Hades”

“Two hundred years of Asgardian hubris come together in a single epoch-defining event”

“The space pirate crew of the Aurora, known as the Mechanisms, had been watching all this time, fascinated”

In the carriages behind them, the window is no bar To the giant raging fire of an ever-dying star

Across the vast wastes of space thousand tales untold

A wiser man than I once spoke That life at heart is all a joke But he was not embroiled in smoke So it’s pump, me boys, before we choke