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NAER MATARON LYRICS
"Up from the Ashes" (1998)
1. The Chosen Son
2. Faethon
3. Zephyrous
4. (Ta En Eleusini Mystiria)
5. Zeus ( Wrath Of The Gods)
6. The Silent Kingdom Of Hades
7. The Great God Pan
1. The Chosen Son
From the darkest dephs of Hades
As the black flame my soul burns
The dark vision is always there
To bring me (His) blasphemy
You born again oh chosen son
To bring up their message to bring up their word
From the fire
And the rituals of our fathers
You're now born again
From the blessings of the masters
You born again oh chosen son
To bring up their message to bring up their word
2. Faethon
I am Faethon, the one, your son
My father is Helios
Sworn to the Styx
The river of the gods
And let me feel
The sky with my shine
The gates of the sunrise
With red color shine
And the dawn has opened the palaces
... And the dawn has paled
Everything is ready for the final call
The guardians of Olympus are opening the gates
I, Faethon, rule the sky
Lord of the sun for just a while
I fell over the scorpio
And I'm heading to Capricornus
Flames burst over the land
To deep valleys and darkened forest
Faethon you fool
You wounded our mother
Now expect for the coming of Thanatos
Zeus throws his thunder again
And Faethon drops lifeless to Iridanos
Pote Ksana thnitos sti xora tov ellinon
O' ellines thei, pote!
[Never again a mortal in the land of the greeks
Oh greek gods, never!]
3. Zephyrous
The lord of the greatest wind
Son of Astraios and Eios
With his power he can tear your skin
With one blow he can rip off your head
From Podogrous born
The winged horses of Achilles
A mighty darkness demon
From the depths of the netherworld
He is the messenger of spring
His symbol the winged mighty horse
A great warrior of glory
Winged, powerful and proud
Oh, mighty Zephyrous
Give us thy strength
Crush all our enemies
With your dragon sword
4. (Ta En Eleusini Mystiria)
5. Zeus ( Wrath Of The Gods)
For years they were silent
Forgotten from their followers
Who forgot their ancient power
Who forgot their unspeakable wrath
Wake up masters of my soul
Your servants are waiting for your call
Now Zeus has risen from Olympus
And sit on his golden throne
Aris has gathered up the hordes
To regain the lost realm
Wake up masters of my soul
Your servants are waiting for your call
Artemis kills all the unfaithful
With the help of Aris ,king of war
Soon all the kingdoms will be fallen
And Zeus will be the ruler of this world
Wake up masters of my soul
Your servants are waiting for your call
6. The Silent Kingdom Of Hades
Hades, god of the underground world
Son of Kronos and Reas
The mighty king of erevos
Brother of the great Zeus
Into the darkened world
He sits on throne which is made of gold
Invisible into the clouds
With Cerberus sitting beside
With company the Katachtonium Kirres
Arpies and Erinyes
And his wife the beloved queen Persefone
The collector of human souls
You, king of the dead
I praise you as one day
I'll come at your silent kingdom
To live forever there
Judge the of the human life
Punisher for the unfair
Who nothing can save them
From your destructive revenge
Into the darkened world
He sits on throne which is made of gold
Invisible into the clouds
With Cerberus sitting beside
7. The Great God Pan
From the Arcadian forest
On this winter day
Ceremonies shall begin
In the name of Pan
Mortals try to wake their souls
Dancing round the blazing firestorm
Through the darkened forest
Beyond where mountains lie
The circle dance for Pan
The great Pan will come tonight
Xere o doksasmene
Pu akuses to kalesma mas
Ela va dosis kai pali
Noima stin zoi ke stin pisti
[Praise you, glorified one
For hearing our call
Come and give meaning again
To life and faith]
Oh, great Pan
Bless us
In your name we stand
Give us thy power
The blasphemers will feel the anger
And the axe
We drink with you the wine of life
As it slowly ends
We leave our bodies on the ground
And our spirits fly
Please forgive all of our sins
We have made as we have lived
Make our souls as pure as the starlight of the night
From the Arcadian forest
On this winter day
Ceremonies shall begin
In the name of Pan
Mortals try to wake their souls
Dancing round the blazing firestorm
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