(Verse 1) Down in the vale where the olive trees bend, A boy set sail to meet his end, Prince of the hills with a heart like flame, They whispered Theseus was his name. He rode the wind to a foreign shore, Where the king fed youth to a fearsome lore, Seven sons and daughters cried, To the maze where hope had died. (Chorus) Oh run, Theseus, run through the dark, Follow the thread, follow your mark, Steel in your hand, ghost on your breath, One way in and the other is death. The beast is waitin’, deep and foul— Can you hear that lonesome howl? (Verse 2) The halls were stone and the torch burned low, Every turn where shadows grow, But a maiden fair with thread so fine, Laid the trail like a lifeline. Ariadne’s gift, a golden grace, To lead him home from the monster’s place. Steel met horn in a cry of rage, As blood was spilled in the cage. (Chorus) Oh fight, Theseus, fight through the pain, Let the walls cry out your name, Steel in your hand, ghost on your breath, One way in and the other is death. The beast lies broken, crown unbound— But no one cheers underground. (Bridge) Now he sails with his promise broke, Left the girl in the dawnin’ smoke, White sails forgotten, grief turned black, His father never saw him come back. (Final Chorus) Oh weep, Athens, weep for the brave, Your hero brought death and a wave, Steel in his hand, ghost in his eyes, Sometimes the victors carry the lies. The thread’s unravelin’, stories torn— Heroes ain't just born, they’re worn. (Outro) So sing it low, and sing it true, The labyrinth lives in me and you. One way in, and the other’s gone— But the tale rolls ever on.
