Verse 1)
In the shadows of the moonlit grove,
Where whispers echo, and the wild winds rove,
Daughter of Leto, fierce and free,
Goddess of the hunt, wild and untamed like the sea.
With silver arrows that pierce the night,
Beneath the canopy of stars, she takes flight.
A spirit of vengeance, with a heart of stone,
In the realm of the shadows, she reigns alone.
(Chorus)
O swift-footed maiden, Huntress divine,
Artemis, in moonlight you shine!
Guardian of forests, wild and free,
Silver bow singing o’er mountain and sea!
With hounds at your heels and arrows of light,
You run with the winds, unseen in the night!
Queen of the woodland, fierce and untamed,
By mortals and gods, forever acclaimed!
Verse 2)
In the depths of the forest, a whisper of doom,
The echoes of oracles in a blood-stained tomb.
With the rustle of leaves, secrets unfold,
In the arms of the night, fate"s threads are unrolled.
The hunted, the hunted, a dance of despair,
With a gaze that is fierce, and a heart laid bare.
Dancing with echoes from the realms of the dead,
As shadows entwine with the tales left unsaid.
Chorus)
O swift-footed maiden, Huntress divine,
Artemis, in moonlight you shine!
Guardian of forests, wild and free,
Silver bow singing o’er mountain and sea!
With hounds at your heels and arrows of light,
You run with the winds, unseen in the night!
Queen of the woodland, fierce and untamed,
By mortals and gods, forever acclaimed!
(Bridge)
In silver streams, the blood of the fallen spills,
With your spirit of vengeance, the darkness fulfills.
You ride on the back of a tempestuous steed,
With the hunt as your hymn, and the wild as your creed.
Oh, the mortals weep, with their eyes turned to stone,
As your shadows close in, they’re lost and alone.
Verse 3)
Beneath the ancient oaks, in the twilight’s embrace,
Your laughter rings hollow, a ghost in the space.
With the piercing cries of the night creatures near,
You gather the souls that you’ve claimed through the years.
From the depths of the underworld, the lost shall arise,
In the dance of the huntress, they seek the skies.
Bound by the threads of fate, dark and divine,
In the tapestry woven, your power aligns
Chorus)
O swift-footed maiden, Huntress divine,
Artemis, in moonlight you shine!
Guardian of forests, wild and free,
Silver bow singing o’er mountain and sea!
With hounds at your heels and arrows of light,
You run with the winds, unseen in the night!
Queen of the woodland, fierce and untamed,
By mortals and gods, forever acclaimed!
(Outro)
So when the shadows fall, and the night takes the throne,
Remember the huntress, forever alone.
In the lore of the ancients, her tale will survive,
