Scion Of Stars - Thaurorod

He was born with a lion’s courage

Strength and might to match the Gods

A son of his, a thorn in her eyes

Made Immortal by wrath and love

She devised him a life of servitude

He was made one with self-sacrifice

The lion of Nemea, hydra’s reign

Their terror ended they met their bane

And so the final strophe it ends

A hero born may now ascend

To take his own place among the gods

Rise!

Oh son of Zeus

Oh scion of Stars

He outran the hind and he brought back the boar

Eurystheus hiding afraid to the core

Carrying the armour and the shield of Hephaistos

Rise!

Oh son of Zeus

Oh scion of Stars

Into hades he did dare

Threading the silvery line

Between death and life

Life where there should be none

Yet still he does not fear

I am the king of the underworld

Mortal why are you here

In this kingdom of shadows and dread?

Why have you come?

I’ve come, like I was told, to fight

And in triumph led the three-headed hound

Fought and tamed

And so the final strophe it ends

A hero born may now ascend

To take his own place among the gods

Rise!

Oh son of Zeus

Oh scion of Stars