Muses
Sing, O Goddess about this day
As Apollo's rage descends
Below the sun among the Achaeans
Grow disease and despair
Achilles
Oh! Agamemnon you greedy fool
that priest shall be your doom
You claim all treasures of flesh and gold
But I never see you in the front
Agamemnon
I have no fear Oh! mighty Achilles
For I am the king of all the Greeks
Your empty threats may prove too great to pay
Muses
Three thousand days of siege
And countless lives
Three thousand nights of fear
Upon this land
Athena
Achilles hold thy blade tonight
Three times this king will pay in time
Muses
Three thousand days of siege
And countless lives
Three thousand nights of fear
Upon this land
Athena
Achilles hold thy blade tonight
Three times this king will pay in time