| Hail Hephaestus, Lame God Forger and blacksmith to the Gods of Olympus
With skillful hand you created Pandora
And gave fire, hell and hope to mankind
Guardian of the Athanor furnace
Ancient keeper of the the treasure vaults
You built palaces on Olympus
Sparkling dwellings of bronze
And furnished the fine halls
With your metallic mastery
You are the limping gait of lightning
Your thunderous wrath makes us tremble
The sounds of rumblings and flaming vapours
From the bowels of your Volcanic workshop
Your hammer strikes us with fear
Oh God of terrestrial fire
Grant us knowledge of the funeral pyre
Teach us Sacred Alchemy
Mould us on your mighty anvil
Melt our mortal leaden flesh
Transform our souls into incorruptible gold |