Bye Jove - Ethereal (feat. Ronan)

Virgil spoke of the sacred son

From the temple of the chosen one

Eldest son of the blazing core

White ox with the gilded horns

The source of kingship from above

Eye of the storm, the noble one.

Placate to the sound of thunder

Beneath the mantle, cannot discover

Bye Jove, I’m drifting away

I’ll come back to worship you another day

Soaring high through space and time

Bye Jove, I always took three threes for nine

Your source of justice is a lightning bolt

Ensures the sanctity of the oath

The Ides of time, day and night

Complex motion under moonlight

As Juno watches from above

Keep us safe from distant harms

Left in wonder by your majesty

Terrified of your brutality

Bye Jove, I’m drifting away

I’ll come back to worship you another day

Soaring high through space and time

Bye Jove, I always took three threes for nine