The Horse and the Infant Letra - Jorge Rivera-Herrans ft. Luke Holt, EPIC Ensemble

Alright, my brothers, listen closely

Tonight we make the Trojans pay

Ten years of war, they killed us slowly

But now we'll be the ones who slay

Think of your wives and your children

Your families wonder where you've been

They're growin' old, and yet you're still here

Do what I say and you'll see them again

Yes, Sir

Diomedes will lead the charge

Agamemnon will flank the guards

Menelaus will let our mates through the gates

To take the whole city at large

Teucer will shoot any ambush attack

And Little Ajax will stay back

Nestor, secure Helen and protect her

Neo, avenge your father, kill the brothers of Hector

Yes, Sir

Find that inner strength now (Huh)

Use that well of pride (Huh)

Fight through every pain now (Huh)

Ask yourself inside

What do you live for? What do you try for?

What do you wish for? What do you fight for?

What do you live for? What do you try for?

What do you wish for? What do you fight for?

Penelope, Penelope

And Telemachus

I fight for us, I fight for us

What do you live for?

Penelope

What do you try for?

Telemachus

What do you wish for?

I'm on my way

What do you fight for?

Attack!

Argh

Who was that?

A vision of what is to come, cannot be outrun

Can only be dealt with right here and now

Tell me how

I don't think you're ready

A mission to kill someone's son, a foe who won't run

Unlike anyone you have faced before

Say no more, I know that I'm ready

I don't think you're ready

It's just an infant, it's just a boy

What sort of imminent threat does he pose

That I cannot avoid?

This is the son of none other

Than Troy's very own Prince Hector

Know that he will grow from a boy to an avenger

One fumed with rage as you're consumed by age

If you don't end him now, you'll have no one left to save

You can say goodbye to

Penelope

You can say goodbye to

Penelope

I could raise him as my own

He will burn your house and throne

Or send him far away from home

He'll find you wherever you go

Make sure his past is never known

The gods will make him known

I'd rather bleed for ya, I'm on my knees for ya

They're bringing you down on your knees for ya

I'm beggin' please

Oh, this is the will of the gods

Please don't make me do this, don't make me do this

The blood on your hands is something you won't lose

All you can choose is whose