Piercing the Heart of the World (2026) Triumpher 🇬🇷 Greece

Ares is flashing
Through the astral voids
With hatred supreme he descends
Scorching the earth
With his sceptre of power
Leading mortals
To inevitable slaughter

Hailing from the realms of the dead
With force of iron
Crafting on the anvil
All his wrath upon his spear
Battle demons riding
Fast up to the fields of fury
Laughing at dismembered
Corpses creeping on the ground

Arch of his triumph
The altar of horrors
Awaiting the blood sacrifice
- Bring me the cloak with poison of Nessus
Forever on man to be worn

- Hail
The wrath of the Destroyer
Thy purgatory pyre

Place the Ox's head
Upon the tongues of fire
Longing for lament
On my everlasting throne

The great destroyer
Of Heaven's golden walls
The ruler, the King, the father of us all

Moribund heading towards the crag
Under his unbroken spells
The Earth shall tremble, all cities will fall
The curse of the weapons will thrive

Infantry is charging
On its certain fatal blow
Sun will hide forever
By the burning bodies smoke
Dragon demons soaring fast
Up to the fields of gore
Hide behind these crumbling walls
Or die by my sword

Arch of my Triumph
The gospel of hate
The core of the essence of man
Bring me the heads
Of those who oppose me
My Kingdom on stakes to adorn

The gold horned deer
Standing strong
On the five snowy peaks
Amidst tall and dense fir trees
Proudly gazes the Aegean Sea

Phryctoriae were lit
Igniting the call
Thy tremendous voice
Still haunts the ravines
A nation once great
Shall rise again
From waters of
Eurotas streams

No lament, no grief, no remorse
Storm of Fire and Frost

Riders
Came from darkened skies
Rush down
On the mountain heights
Glory!
We shall pay the price
Blood flows
On the mountain sides

Quench from the ageless blood
Las of Apollo
The seed of immortals
Calling to arms
In favour of altars
Bound by divine law
To death and beyond

Mother!

Stand tall
I'm strong as a Giant
My father's sword
I'm wielding with wisdom
Bring weapons of hate
Leave thousands of slain
The unbounded spirit
Will hunt them back to Lethe

Thunder flashing from the mountain throne
Mars himself is in the hands of men

I wake
As the shoreline slowly sighs
Aura of scents
From jasmine and thyme
A palette of memories
From years long ago

The chariot of sun
Rides with its warming glow
Lighting the fields
Where the wild roses grow
They're calling me home
Through the wind’s mighty blow

Through the rain
Through the snow
Carrying Nostos in my soul

Through the calmness
Through the storms
And the Fates now lead me home

I place my heart
On this sweet holy shore
She's calling my name
From the king's Mighty Throne

Seas open wide
Let the Heavens now sing
For the eternal king
Coming back home
I am crowned by the Gods
I shall step into the halls of your hearts

Darkness falling
Οn this sacred ground
Night flowers blooming
Οn my fiery heart
Souls of the fallen here resting
Hallowed mist
Dancing through their tombs

A silver tear
From Heaven’s eye
Falls upon the moss and stone

Now shadows sing
Their solemn hymn
And bid their spirits rise

Furnace of wrath deep in Hades
Τhere, where no light ever dares to flow
Pounding with haste the weapons of hatred
Sharpen the souls, time is at hand
Tempest of fury is guiding our path
Craving for bloodshed, no life will be spared
Sworn the oath of revenge

Hear them calling from mountains
As they're blowing the horns
Guardians are calling
From mount Helicon
We are marching for power
Mighty and bold
Bringing doom and destruction
On enemies door

Blazing sons from darkness rise
Strike the heart of evil kingdom
By this flaming sword
Daughters of the Nymphs awake
Strike the heart of evil Kingdom
By this flaming sword

Erinyes casting their terrible veil
Over the usurpers we shall prevail
The land of the free
Shall be washed with their blood
Judgement is coming waste no more time
Wrath of the righteous that none shall defy
In the cut of the sword, all mercy laid dead
Fulfill the oath of revenge

Μουσαι Ελικωνιδες, Διος κοραι,
φυλακας εξ ορεος αγιου κικλησκουσι·
Σαλπιγγες δ εν πεδιω Ενυαλιου βοωσιν,
ηδη ωρα εστιν· εις μαχην, μακαρες.

Flying from Utopia's vaults
Offspring of vengeance
In blood of Uranus
Fiery Demons of Skotos and Gaia
Imposing the sentence of Themis
Under unspeakable, macabre spells
Your soul and your mind will burn

Waving the torches of Mania
Bloodstained eyes
Through heads of snakes
Guilty as charged
By sword of damnation
Condemned to stare at their graves
Abuser turned into victim
Under their terrible claws

Οι Ερινυες
Open the courts of Hades
Οι Ερινυες
Rhadamanthys
Laughing at the doomed

Deceivers and arrogants
Sinners and life defilers
Your lies revealed when night falls
Visions will soon come to you

Sing in me Muse unveil thy story
Of the man that has wondered at sea
As fire playing on the belly of cauldron
For the days of adventure he speaks
Man of the many wiles sailing to nowhere
As Aeolus blowing his winds

-Drifted by waves, bounded by a curse
(Oceanus)

By Circe's song and lotus enchanted
Through abyss of deep blue I strayed

-Drifted by waves and curse of Poseidon
(Oceanus)

Ten years at war, ten more a phantom
For the throne, for the crown, for my sword

Stars are my map
Helm is my burden
In silence my soul was weighed
Memories dwelling
In wine, salt and honey
At Polyphemus I screamed "None am I"

Ten years at war, ten more a phantom
For the throne, for the crown, for my sword

- Ποσει, Δαων, Γαια, Υδωρ. (Nereids)

- Sleep now Ulysses
Dream the dream of dreams
- Ithaki, I can feel you Ithaki
Farewell Nausicaa.

Ποσει-Δαων Μεγας Θεος
Αναξ Αναξ
Μεγα Το Της Θαλασσης Κρατος
Ποσει-Δαων Ιππιος Ελικωνιος
Νικα Νικα
Μεγα Το Της Θαλασσης Κρατος

Now waters are calm
No storm approaching
And the ship now sails with his dream

- Phaeaceans gift of bronze and gold
(Oceanids)

Ten feet above the sea the hollow vessel
With no crew
Only following his stream

-Sailing back home, up to my Kingdom
For the throne, for the crown, for my sword

Heavenly sleeping upon Morpheus’ arms
Now his body is placed on the shore
Divine providence is turning the wheel
And the curse shall be lifted on foam

- Man can't be cut
From the Fates and the Gods
(Oceanids)

I will nod the last stitch in Penelope's weaving
For the kingdom, for the crown, for my Soul