Sun Chariot - Hymn to Apollo

For every seeker on the path beneath the Sun, agree
There shines a light so bright, Apollo sees
And though the journey’s long and many songs remain unsung, oh
A melody will rise, Apollo dreams

Apollo's light, Apollo's grace, Apollo's peace decree
A hymn of wisdom, let it be
Through olive groves and ancient stones, his voice it resonates
With every chord, the arts he owns, the muse he elevates
Oracles may come and go, but truths they never age, so
In our hearts, his fires glow, the lyre sets the stage

Raise your voice, sing with might, embrace Apollo's gaze
In harmony, our souls take flight, on Sun-kissed golden days
Seek the muse, the dance of light, along the sapphire seas
The zephyrs whisper songs of night, as leaves rustle in the trees

In Apollo's name, we find our tune, the chorus strong and clear
On strings of lyres plucked beneath the Moon, to the God we hold so dear
We feel the Sun, its warming touch, a symphony divine
And in its glow, we don't ask much, just for grace to intertwine
As dusk descends (dusk descends)
On marble steps, the poets muse
Inspired tales, as old as time, of love and loss ensue
With every star, a wish is cast, Apollo’s ear to bend
An ode to light, that always lasts, the day it never ends

With every dawn, Apollo's hand, paints the sky anew
Upon this earth (this hallowed ground)
We walk the paths where laurels abound
Lyrics woven with Apollo's sound
In every heart, his music is found

Crescendos rise to the heavens above
In Apollo's honor, we sing of love
The Sun chariot rides (he rides)
Cross oceans of time, where history hides
His light in our soul, it eternally abides

Apollo, the archer, with arrows so true
A guide for the seeker in all that we do
Above marble temples, his silhouette stands
And as we gather 'neath the firmament so blue
We lift our hearts and aim for virtues that ring true
His gaze upon us, drawing forth our purest flame
In Apollo's light, we find our way, we claim

Oh radiant one, through you we see
The spark of creativity
In temples of stone (temples of stone)
The orator speaks, with wisdom he shares
Gifts from the throne, in the Pantheon's glare
And we gather 'round (gather 'round)
Feel the majesty spread
With chants and with prayers, our spirits are led