Alright, my brothers, listen closely Tonight, we make the Trojans pay Ten years of war, they've killed us slowly But now we'll be the ones who slay Think of your wives and your children Your families wonder where you've been They're growing old and yet you're still here Do what I say, and you'll see them again (yes, sir!) Diomedes will lead the charge Agamemnon will flank the guards Menelaus will let our mates Through the gates to take the whole city at large Teucer will shoot any ambush attack And little Ajax will stay back Nestor, secure Helen and protect her Neo, avenge your father, kill the brothers of Hector (yes, sir!) Find that inner strength now (whoo!) Use that well of pride (whoo!) Fight through every pain now (whoo!) Ask yourself inside What do you live for? What do you try for? What do you wish for? What do you fight for? (What do you live for? What do you try for?) (What do you wish for? What do you fight for?) Penelope Penelope And Telemachus I fight for us I fight for us Penelope (What do you try for?) Telemachus (What do you wish for?) I'm on my way (What do you fight for?) Attack! Who was that? A vision Of what is to come, cannot be outrun Can only be dealt with right here and now Tell me how I don't think you're ready A mission to kill someone's son A foe who won't run Unlike anyone you have faced before Say no more I know that I'm ready (I don't think you're ready) It's just an infant It's just a boy What sort of imminent threat does he pose, that I cannot avoid? This is the son of none other than Troy's very own Prince Hector Know that he will grow from a boy to an avenger One fueled with rage as you're consumed by age If you don't end him now, you'll have no one left to save You can say goodbye to (Penelope) You can say goodbye to (Penelope) I could raise him as my own (he will burn your house and throne) Or send him far away from home (he'll find you wherever you go) Make sure his past is never known (the gods will make him know) I'd rather bleed for ya (he's bringing you) Down on my knees for ya I'm begging please (oh, this is the will of the gods) Please don't make me do this, don't make me do this The blood on your hands is something you won't lose All you can choose is whose
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