In Honor Of The Wolf

Naer Mataron

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    Hellas!
    Fire at Hesperus is burning
    And the blade cuts deep the flesh
    Where the fools command the land
    Fire at the land of Ira.

    Ancient Prophecy sees the light
    Demonic, Hellenic Pure cult
    The warrior who escaped from Hades,
    revenge in Darkness of Legends.

    The Wolf is Hungry at the depths
    With Blood in the eyes, he dances with lust
    The secrets of the Ancient dead
    Reborn again, in an infant's soul.

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    In Honour of the Wolf

    The fate was again:unfair.
    The enemies cut of His hand.
    They promised to him the ancient secrets
    They even dared to change His name.

    But again, the name meant Wolf.
    The Wolf of Ionia, the sacred land.
    The cry of freedom always shouts
    And the unfaithful always haunts.

    Wolf of Ionia-Hellenic Blood
    Wolf of Ionia-Hellenic Soil

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