My sword’s grown heavy with Hades’ rust Still I ride where Athena calls Through Stygian mists and traitor’s dust While Olympus watches as I fall Kópos is the price of pride (My horse stumbles on hero’s bones) But Zoí still burns deep inside (A Phoenix flame no storm disowns) I'll follow one last light! (Where Ares spits my name!) Through Tartarus’ dying night! (Till Eos wakes my veins) They carved Níkē on my shield But the Fates weave slower than they yield Charon grins from river’s edge Not yet, I gasp through broken pledge (If Hephaestus forged me weak) Why do gods still flinch when I speak?! (If this is mythos’ end) Let me blaze where legends bend Kópos is the price of pride (My horse stumbles on hero’s bones) But Zoi still burns deep inside (A Phoenix flame no storm disowns) I'll follow one last light! (Where Ares spits my name!) Through Tartarus’ dying night! (Till Eos wakes my veins) I'll follow one last light! (Where mortals write their fate!) Even if Gaia spits her rage! (My love outshines her hate)