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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