Naer Mataron - In Honor Of The Wolf lyrics

Hellas! Fire at Hesperus is burning And the blade cuts deep the flesh Where the fools command the land Fire at the land of Ira. Ancient Prophecy sees the light Demonic, Hellenic Pure cult The warrior who escaped from Hades, revenge in Darkness of Legends. The Wolf is Hungry at the depths With Blood in the eyes, he dances with lust The secrets of the Ancient dead Reborn again, in an infant's soul. In Honour of the Wolf The fate was again:unfair. The enemies cut of His hand. They promised to him the ancient secrets They even dared to change His name. But again, the name meant Wolf. The Wolf of Ionia, the sacred land. The cry of freedom always shouts And the unfaithful always haunts. Wolf of Ionia-Hellenic Blood Wolf of Ionia-Hellenic Soil