Letra de Desperate Struggle... Fight With Xanthus - Pseudostratiffied Epithelium
Letra de canci�n de Desperate Struggle... Fight With Xanthus de Pseudostratiffied Epithelium lyrics
�None the less miserably shall you perish till there is not a man of your but has paid in full for the death of Patroclus and the havoc you wrought among the Achaeans whom you have slain while I held aloof from battle.� So spoke Achilles, but the river grew more and more angry, and pondered within himself how he should stay the hand of Achilles and save the Trojans from disaster.
As a fire raging in some mountain glen after long drought- and the dense forest is in a blaze, while the wind carries great tongues of fire in every direction- even so furiously did Achilles rage, wielding his spear as though he were a god, and giving chase to those whom he would slay, till the dark earth ran with blood. The axle underneath and the railing that ran round the car were bespattered with clots of blood thrown up by the horses� hoofs, and from the tires of the wheels; but the son of Peleus pressed on to win still further glory, and his hands were be drabbled with gore.
As a fire raging in some mountain glen after long drought- and the dense forest is in a blaze, while the wind carries great tongues of fire in every direction- even so furiously did Achilles rage, wielding his spear as though he were a god, and giving chase to those whom he would slay, till the dark earth ran with blood. The axle underneath and the railing that ran round the car were bespattered with clots of blood thrown up by the horses� hoofs, and from the tires of the wheels; but the son of Peleus pressed on to win still further glory, and his hands were be drabbled with gore.
