Verse 1)
In the shadows of Olympus where the legends roam,
The son of the heavens, yet shackled in chains.
A son of Zeus was born away from home,
With the strength to move mountains, a heart frozen in fire, heraclees the hero, our dreams he"d inspire,
(Chorus)
The lion, the boar, the hydras crule head, you conquered them all, and left none for dead, no task too great, no challenge to wide, with Zeus your farther you stood with pride, With strength unmatched, you rise above, Through labors fierce and trials dire,For in your veins the gods partake, The lion’s pelt, the club in hand, Heraclees with strength, in spirit unbroken. Your deeds are our song, your name our treasure,
(Verse 2)
He fought a lion, fierce and strong, No weapon worked, but he held on. Cut off the heads of Hydra’s curse, Each one grew back, but he struck first. Ran like the wind to catch that deer, With Artemis" huntress near. Caught the boar, wild in the snow, He never stopped, just let it go.
Cleaned the stables, rivers flowed, In a single day, his strength he showed.
Fought off the birds with feathers sharp, A hero’s heart, he hit the mark.
(Chorus)
The lion, the boar, the hydras crule head, you conquered them all, and left none for dead, no task too great, no challenge to wide, with Zeus your farther you stood with pride, With strength unmatched, you rise above, Through labors fierce and trials dire,For in your veins the gods partake, The lion’s pelt, the club in hand, Heraclees with strength, in spirit unbroken. Your deeds are our song, your name our treasure,
(Verse 3)
Captured the bull from the island’s shore, A beast so wild, but he tamed it more. The mares of Diomedes, fierce and fast, He fed their master to make it last. The Amazon queen’s belt he sought, In battle and words, he fought and fought. He crossed the world for cattle bright, Geryon fell with all his might.The apples high in the sky, He traded tricks to make them fly. Last came Cerberus, the guard below, Heraclees stood, and stole the show.
(Bridge)
With thunderous might, you strode the earth, a champion born of godly birth, with trials fierce, you made your stand heraclees the might of Olympus is in your hands
(Chorus)
The lion, the boar, the hydras crule head, you conquered them all, and left none for dead, no task too great, no challenge to wide, with Zeus your farther you stood with pride, With strength unmatched, you rise above, Through labors fierce and trials dire,For in your veins the gods partake, The lion’s pelt, the club in hand, Heraclees with strength, in spirit unbroken. Your deeds are our song
