A cream echoed through the skies
And shook mother reveled against
The king of seven seas

Strategist of life
Not even Ares could best her
On the battlefield

The blade of truth slices
The hearts of the liars
The eyes of the owl judge
Everything they see, judge everything

Brings in her left hand
The divine balance
And walks through the marble garden
Of light and shade

Strategist of life
Not even Ares could be best her
On the battlefield

Favorite goodness of mortals
Envied by the divine forces
The eyes of justice