For every seeker on the path beneath the Sun, agree There shines a light so bright, Apollo sees And though the journey’s long and many songs remain unsung, oh A melody will rise, Apollo dreams Apollo's light, Apollo's grace, Apollo's peace decree A hymn of wisdom, let it be Through olive groves and ancient stones, his voice it resonates With every chord, the arts he owns, the muse he elevates Oracles may come and go, but truths they never age, so In our hearts, his fires glow, the lyre sets the stage Raise your voice, sing with might, embrace Apollo's gaze In harmony, our souls take flight, on Sun-kissed golden days Seek the muse, the dance of light, along the sapphire seas The zephyrs whisper songs of night, as leaves rustle in the trees In Apollo's name, we find our tune, the chorus strong and clear On strings of lyres plucked beneath the Moon, to the God we hold so dear We feel the Sun, its warming touch, a symphony divine And in its glow, we don't ask much, just for grace to intertwine As dusk descends (dusk descends) On marble steps, the poets muse Inspired tales, as old as time, of love and loss ensue With every star, a wish is cast, Apollo’s ear to bend An ode to light, that always lasts, the day it never ends With every dawn, Apollo's hand, paints the sky anew Upon this earth (this hallowed ground) We walk the paths where laurels abound Lyrics woven with Apollo's sound In every heart, his music is found Crescendos rise to the heavens above In Apollo's honor, we sing of love The Sun chariot rides (he rides) Cross oceans of time, where history hides His light in our soul, it eternally abides Apollo, the archer, with arrows so true A guide for the seeker in all that we do Above marble temples, his silhouette stands And as we gather 'neath the firmament so blue We lift our hearts and aim for virtues that ring true His gaze upon us, drawing forth our purest flame In Apollo's light, we find our way, we claim Oh radiant one, through you we see The spark of creativity In temples of stone (temples of stone) The orator speaks, with wisdom he shares Gifts from the throne, in the Pantheon's glare And we gather 'round (gather 'round) Feel the majesty spread With chants and with prayers, our spirits are led