Hector's Final Hour

Here inside the walls of Troy, the Gods weigh my

Fate from this day 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 in 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 my 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 my hand

Into Hades my soul descend