Orestes, by Erinyes hounded

For the hubris that amounted

To child morphing into murderer,

Acting on Apollonian advice;

And what could go wrong

With a god on your side?

 

Now the Furies won't forget

To exact their pound of flesh.

So what if it's sins of the father

That spark the spiral of doom?

It's Iphigenia, Electra and Orestes

Always draped in funeral festoons.