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