Son of Jupiter, kicked out of Bacchus’ inn,
Journey to the Orion and back,
To the hands of Hator, daughter of Ra,
Fury of the Pantheon
Blood and pain, love and gain,
Like pair of stars entangled in the dance of death,
Sword and chain, mortals slain,
Lustful dance to the arms of Seth.
Terrifying was revenge of Mars,
Lightning strikes to the people and land,
They feared not journey to the stars,
Sword, snake and Alexandrian blood-soaked sand.