Antigone, with your brave heart

And that flame that kept you going

That call from Gods to go against

The action that brought confusion

As the townspeople mourn for the recently deceased

You will be the one that is etched in their minds

Oh, Antigone Oh, Antigone

What gave you the power to do thee?

Is it the passion for one’s beloved?

Or is it the obediance of your mind’s consent?

It has to be a strong will

As the city remembers you forever

That dreaded rope that took it’s owner’s life

Creon who sends the innocent to damnation

The spirit and the righteous spurts that you made?

It is the final judgement of the day’s end

Now, Creon has suffered

Now, you are no more

Now, the selfish king’s son is dead

Now, so is the selfish king’s wife

Oh what sorrow you bring to our hearts

But oh what inspiration you sprinkle upon us

The elders will always remember that day

When dear Antigone gave her life for love