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As time marches back to infinity |
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I behold in my eyes |
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That this land of serenity |
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Once was a furnace of fire. |
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At swords, were the gods of the heavens |
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For the plight of the city of |
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Troy And for years, did the warriors do battle |
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For the fight of the |
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Helen of Troy |
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He was the mighty |
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Achilles He sought the glory of war |
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In the heat of fighting and killing |
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He bought the blood of his enemies, with his sword |
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He stole their breath, giving them the grave as their reward |
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He was the mighty |
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Achilles He slaughtered legions at war |
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With the speed of lightning and zeal |
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He carved his name, forever into books of lore |
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An immortal legend - helmet, shield, and sword |
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Commend the dead who fought and bled upon the fields |
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And bury them with honors, swords and shields |
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Remember them they could not fend in the end |
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In the face of |
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Achilles' anger, his revenge. |
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Hail to the one! |
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To the king of the dead in |
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Acheron In his shadow we fade, we are lost in his name. |
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Hail to the one! |
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To the king of the dead in |
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Acheron In his shadow we fade, we are lost in his name. |
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Hail to the one! |