He was born with a lion's courage Strength and might to match the Gods A son of his, a thorn in her eyes Made immortal by wrath and love She devised him a life of servitude He was made one with self-sacrifice The lion of Nemea, hydra's reign Their terror ended they met their bane And so the final strophe it ends A hero born may now ascend To take his own place among the gods Rise! Oh son of Zeus Oh scion of stars He outran the hind and he brought back the boar Eurystheus hiding afraid to the core Carrying the armour and the shield of Hephaistos Rise! Oh son of Zeus Oh scion of stars Into hades he did dare Threading the silvery line Between death and life Life where there should be none Yet still he does not fear I am the king of the underworld Mortal why are you here In this kingdom of shadows and dread Why have you come? I've come, like i was told, to fiii-ight And in triumph led the three-headed hound Fought and tamed And so the final strophe it ends A hero born may now ascend To take his own place among the gods Rise! Oh son of Zeus Oh scion of stars