Текст песни: The Warrior's Scion + перевод

«2400 years ago, there ruled a warrior in the kingdom of

Macedon cold and hard, like the Northlands of Hellas from whence he was

Spawned. The sun was setting on the splendor of Athens in those days… and the

Valor of Sparta was falling into ruin. Holy War was the word on all lips

Like the lightning bolts of Zeus, deadly and swift, they rode down the

barbarians

Striking in the dead of night, clutching with talons of icy death:

Macedonia’s grief

Was thus sated with the invader’s blood… But the warrior’s most fierce attack

on the

Scourge of Easterlings, would not come from spear or sword, rider by moonlight

or

Victory pyre in the night — his loins would beget a son: the true hammer

«Hellenic revenge…»

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