Oh lord of the Underworld
King of the army of the dead,
Of gold and silver at your feet, you unfurled.
Eldest son of full-hearted Rhea,
I welcome you to the new world.
You are the invisible one, unseen in a realm of obscurity,
Clothed in your cloak of mystery, that uncurled in obscenity.
You are blessed with maturity and security.
Picking flowers there she stood,
That glowing face of an angel on Earth.
Hades appeared and understood,
He will love her as long as her mother calls for rebirth-
Their love never to be misunderstood.
You are blessed with maturity and security.
May the lost souls of Hades have their coins to acquire,
And may you hear my prayer with Cerberus by your side to admire.
I wish to hold dear your generosity,
And intense passion and prophesy.
