Achilles, Agony and Ecstasy: V. "Hector's Final Hour"
v) Hector's Final Hour
Here inside the walls of Troy, the gods weigh my fate From this bay do I abstain, to a memory of hate To pay for all the blood that spilled the many thousands i did kill No walls can contain the gods' almighty will
I hear the silent voices I cannot hide The gods leave no choices so we all must die Oh Achilles let thy arrows fly, into the wind, where eagles cross the sky Today my mortal blood will mix with sand it was foretold I will die by thy hand into Hades my soul descend