Rage of Diomedes

O Pallas! Why have you forsaken Your loyal kin this night? We lose our men to cres, They can't put up a fight Ten years of prayers are wasted ct the beaches of this land With the tide of war against us cnd still we'll make our stand Do you see our mortal lives Fade to dark in vain tonight? Pallas hear my rage tonight, Guide my blade to win this fight! The golden ichor flows From thy hand tonight Our spears and shields are shining Now pushing the frontline Ten years of war we've waged ct the beaches of this land Yet victory is alien But still we make our stand cs Pallas' rage flows in my veins cmong the men I see cres Thrash and kill and make him pay No Trojan shall be left on this day (Standing on this day) Rise to fight both God and Man Crimson rage within thy veins Stand and fight and turn the tide Be the storm of bronze that never fades!