Karaoké The Horse and the Infant Epic: The Musical (Jorge Rivera-Herrans & Luke Holt)

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

Huh

Find that inner strength now

Use that well of pride

Huh

Huh

Fight through every pain now

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

Telemachus

What do you try for

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 or send him far away from home

He will burn your house and throne

He'll find you wherever you go

Make sure his past is never known

The gods will make him known

They're bringin' you down

I'd rather bleed for ya

I'm on my knees for ya on your knees for ya

Oh this is the will of the gods

I'm beggin' please

Please don't make me do this

Don't make me do this

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

All you can choose is whose