O mighty Ares, fierce and bold, in tales of yore, your might be foretold, God of War, with fiery gaze, on battlefields, your name we praise.

With sword and shield, you stride the fray, guiding warriors, day by day, Thy voice, a roar that stirs the soul, in chaos found, you make us whole.

O crimson-clad, with blood-stained hands, from ancient Greece to distant lands, your thunderous presence, felt afar, beneath your watch, we wage our war.

Though feared by many, and revered by few, your strength and valor, are ever true, in shadowed realms, where battles cease, your spirit reigns, a force unleashed.

O Ares, mighty, wild, and grand, we honor thee, throughout this land, God of War, in night and day, in blood and fire, we find our way.