The Rage of Achilles

Sing to me, goddess
About love, war and rage
It's a much better picture
Than realistic page
Everybody's crawling in their own design
But nobody thought twice
Where is love, tonight?

The long day is filled with dread
And the long night is filled with blood
And you get your spoils at the end of the day
While the tumultuous battle falls into these hands
Life goes on, without you
While I'm still here, bleeding but still standing strong
Sooner or later, the heel will be struck
A matter of fate and luck



Credits
Writer(s): Gerard Buttigieg
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