(To the tune of "Aquarius," from the musical "Hair!")
When the Bard is in the cold, hard ground
And the Warrior resumes her arms,
Then fear will guide the planet
And war will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Lord Ares, yeah
The age of Lord Ares, yeah
Lord Ares, yeah!
Lord Ares, yeah!
Duplicity, misunderstanding
Discord and Strife abounding
No more heroes or heroines
Frightful eons filled with visions
Bloody total conflagration
And the world's true subjugation
Lord Ares, yeah!
Lord Ares, yeah!
As our swords go cutting through the crowds
We dance o'er the graves of foes
To be the killers of the light
Our Lord will lead the fight
We are the servants of the age of Lord Ares, yeah
The Age of Lord Ares, yeah
Treachery and slick confounding
Misery and pain resounding
Demonic revelation
Rising fiery constellation
Traveling on our bloody courses
Guided by Olympic forces
O hear our pleas
Lord Ares
Autolycus
