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)