Divine Wrath

[ACHILLES]
Patroclus, my brother,
My soul, my light -
You’re gone, and all that remains is this fight. 
The gods have turned from me, betrayed my soul, 
But I’ll find my vengeance, I’ll make them pay for the toll! 
I’ll crush them all beneath my heel, 
I don’t care what I lose, what’s left to steal - 
Let the gods try to stop me, let them see, 
I am Achilles, and none shall be free!

[CHOIR]
Wrath of Achilles! Wrath of the Greek! 
His heart is a furnace, his fury unique! 
Vengeance for Patroclus, the blood will spill, 
The streets of Troy, they shall be still!

[ACHILLES]
You dare to stand, you coward, you snake! 
The shield of Troy your soul won’t take! 
No armor, no walls, no gods can defend, 
For here your life will meet its end!
No mercy, no prayer - no life left to save, 
I’ll send you to Hades, and your people will cave. 

[HECTOR]
Achilles, my fate - let me stand in the light! 
I fought for my city, for Troy, for the right! 
I’ve seen the signs, I know how this ends, 
But even a king will face his last bend. 
Your wrath may be fierce, your heart may be torn, 
But the gods still watch, your soul still mourns!

[ACHILLES]
Your words are as empty as the gods’ lies -
I’ve shed all I had, now watch as it dies! 
You, Hector, are nothing but dust in the wind, 
Your life is forfeit, the debt must be pinned. 
To the earth, to the soil, to the ground I’ll drag, 
Your body will suffer, your soul will lag! 

[HECTOR]
I have no regrets, I die for my land! 
The gods have decreed - now take your stand! 

[ACHILLES]
DIE!

No more will you rise, no more will you fight, 
Your body is mine - my vengeance tonight. 
I’ll drag your corpse through the dust and the stone, 
Until all of Troy hears your bone break on bone.

No pyre for you, no funeral flame, 
No rites of peace, just eternal shame. 
I’d feed you to dogs, let vultures feast, 
For Patroclus’ ghost will only be pleased.

I’ll drag you through Troy, beneath the wheels, 
And let your skin tear, let the city feel
What it means to lose, to lose like I’ve lost
To pay for the price, to count the cost. 

[CHOIR]
Wrath of Achilles! Wrath of the Greek! 
The gods may tremble, but the king is unique! 
The earth is his battleground, the stars his flame, 
He walks through the shadows, unshaken by blame! 

[ACHILLES]
There is no peace in this. 
There is only the fire. 
And when the fire burns out… 
I will burn with it.

[PATROCLUS' SHADOW]
Achilles, my friend, lay down your ire, 
Set me to rest on a funeral pyre. 
Your rage consumes you, it burns your soul, 
Let go, Achilles, make your spirit whole.

[CHOIR]
The wrath of Achilles… 
The wrath of the Greek… 
Unyielding, untamed, forever unique...