| My native land is now far away
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| Over the seas and mountains
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| Beyond the temples and olive groves
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| In Persia, east of the Hellenic world
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| There, where Zeus is no longer revered
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| There, where men called me Griffin
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| My predatory claws slash better than a sword
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| My eagle beak pierces better than a spear
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| My lion body is harder than a Greek phalanx
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| My flaming eyes chill everyone
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| I have flown through the sky to Scythia
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| At the extreme north of the continents
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| In the fabulous land of the Hyperborean
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| In charge of the great god Apollo’s mission
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| That’s why, I’ve been chosen
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| To keep a gold and emerald treasure
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| That’s why, I am the chosen one
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| Powerful protector of the Olympian wealth
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| Time and time again… I have repelled too envious men
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| Time and time again… I have fought to accomplish my mission
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| Time and time again… I have risked my life in my. |
| quest!
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| Once again, against hyperborean’s neighbouring people
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| The arismapes' warlike cavalrymen
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| With only one eye and long hair tier with a golden brooch
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| I have struggled for hours
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| Against this battalion of knights
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| And I have never given in
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| Killing my enemies with no compassion
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| I am condemned to fight my whole life
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| Apollo has taken my freedom
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| I have sacrificed my existence
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| To accomplish my glorious but relentless destiny
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| We don’t discuss the god’s decisions
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| We live to execute the Olympian divinities' wishes
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| So I’ll guard this treasure of gold and emeralds
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| Until the end of time!
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| My predatory claws slash better than a sword
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| My eagle beak pierces better than a spear
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| My lion body is harder than a Greek phalanx
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| My flaming eyes chill everyone
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| That’s why, I’ve been chosen
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| To keep a gold and emerald treasure
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| That’s why, I am the chosen one
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| Powerful protector of the Olympian wealth |