The Glory Of Achilles
Manowar Lyrics


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(Prelude)

I/ HECTOR STORMS THE WALL (0:58)

See my chariot run to your ships I'll drive you back to the sea
You came her for gold the wall will not hold
This day was promised to me
The gods are my shield lightning and javelins fly
Soon many will fall we are storming the wall
Stones fall snow from the sky

We will pay with our glory in the fire of battle
Zeus today is mine
Killing all in my way like sheep and like cattle
smashing skulls of all who defy
I spare not the hammer I spare not the sword
This day will ring with my name
None have to chase me let he who will face me
Kill me or die by the sword


II/ THE DEATH OF PATROCLUS (3:42)

Oh friend of mine, how to say goodbye
This was your time, but the armor you wore was mine
I will not rest until Hector's blood is spilled
His bones will all be broken dragged across the field
This dear friend is how we'll say goodbye
until we meet in the sky


III/ FUNERAL MARCH (4:55)
(Instrumental Part)


IV/ ARMOR OF THE GODS (7:45)
(Instrumental Part)


V/ HECTOR'S FINAL HOUR (12:45)

Here inside the walls of Troy, the gods weigh my fate
From this bay do I abstain, to a memory of hate
To pay for all the blood that spilled the many thousands i did kill
No walls can contain the gods' almighty will

I hear the silent voices I cannot hide
The gods leave no choices so we all must die
Oh Achilles let thy arrows fly, into the wind, where eagles cross the sky
Today my mortal blood will mix with sand it was foretold
I will die by thy hand into Hades my soul descend


VI/ DEATH HECTOR'S REWARD (16:05)

Cowards in the grip of fear, no valor to uphold
Cut into the earth, with honor long been sold
For all shall come to know me as they fall unto their knees
Zeus the Thunderer, control my destiny

When the cards of life were bealt my hand a ruthless fate
To avenge, and bringeth fury, Hector feel my hate
A bloodbath I was born to bring, by birth I'm an assassin
To cut the cord of life and death ties to earth unfasten

Blood and fire death and hate, your body I will desecrate
Dogs and vultures eat your flesh the Hall of Hades waits
Kill...

Hector's blood lies on the battlefield his body's mangled wounds
The gods who once protected him are now his gods of doom,
Like a tower standing tall, steadfast in direction
I fall upon you bringing death, the gods give no protection

Coward in the grip of fear, no valor to uphold
Cut into the earth, with honor long been sold
For all shall come to know me, as they fall unto their knees
Zeus the Thunderer, control my destiny

Blood and fire death and hate, your body I will desecrate
Dogs and vultures eat your flesh the Hall of Hades waits
Die...


VII/ THE DESECRATION OF HECTOR'S BODY (19:40)
(Instrumental Part)


VIII/ THE GLORY OF ACHILLES (24:25)

The oath of the gods, this day was fulfilled
In the heat of the battle, Hector was killed
See him Patroclus, down in the dust
Rejoice in his death my symbol of trust

A dozen highborn youths, have been killed
Cutting their throats their blood was all spilled
Their bodies set at the foot of your fire
With oxen, sheep and two of your hounds

Your funeral Pyre high off the ground
Hector's body dragged three times around
I will carry the torch to your funeral pyre
I will ask of the wind to send high your fire

Hector's blood will not be washed from my body
Until your body is burned




A prophecy spoken a promise fulfilled
More blood will be spilled, more will be killed.

Overall Meaning

The Glory of Achilles is a song by heavy metal band Manowar that tells the story of Achilles and the Trojan War from his perspective. The lyrics are divided into eight parts, each detailing a crucial moment in the story. The first part, Hector Storms the Wall, describes Achilles’ fierce determination to defeat Hector and the Trojan army. He boldly proclaims that he will pay for his glory in the fire of battle and that he will spare no one who defies him. The second part, The Death of Patroclus, is a lament for Achilles’ dear friend who died fighting Hector. Achilles promises to avenge Patroclus’ death by killing Hector and dragging his body across the battlefield. The third and fourth parts, Funeral March and Armor of the Gods, are instrumental parts that convey the solemnity and grandeur of Achilles’ journey. The fifth part, Hector’s Final Hour, depicts Hector’s doomed acceptance of his fate and his belief that the gods have already decided his life’s path. The sixth part, Death Hector’s Reward, is a bloodthirsty and violent depiction of Achilles’ revenge on Hector. The seventh part, The Desecration of Hector’s Body, is another instrumental piece that emphasizes the brutality of Achilles’ actions. The final part, The Glory of Achilles, is a triumphant celebration of Achilles’ victory in the Trojan War and his ultimate sacrifice on the funeral pyre.


Line by Line Meaning

See my chariot run to your ships I'll drive you back to the sea
I will attack with full force, using my chariot to push you back to the ocean.


You came here for gold the wall will not hold, This day was promised to me
You may have come for treasure, but you cannot keep us from our destiny of victory in battle.


The gods are my shield lightning and javelins fly, Soon many will fall we are storming the wall, Stones fall snow from the sky
With the power of the gods on my side, we will attack relentlessly and without hesitation, causing destruction to the point where even the walls will crumble.


We will pay with our glory in the fire of battle, Zeus today is mine
We will earn glory through risking our lives in combat, and I will do so while under the protection of Zeus.


Killing all in my way like sheep and like cattle, smashing skulls of all who defy
I will show no mercy to those who stand in my path, and will brutalize those who resist me.


I spare not the hammer I spare not the sword, This day will ring with my name
I will use every weapon at my disposal, no matter how deadly, to make sure my name is remembered as a hero of this battle.


None have to chase me let he who will face me, Kill me or die by the sword
I am not afraid to face my opponents, and challenge anyone to attempt to kill me or be killed themselves.


Oh friend of mine, how to say goodbye, This was your time, but the armor you wore was mine, I will not rest until Hector's blood is spilled, His bones will all be broken dragged across the field, This dear friend is how we'll say goodbye, until we meet in the sky
My friend, it is hard to bid you farewell, and I will avenge your death by ensuring that Hector, your killer, is punished and disgraced in death. Until we meet in the afterlife, my armor now carries your legacy as well.


Here inside the walls of Troy, the gods weigh my fate, From this bay do I abstain, to a memory of hate, To pay for all the blood that spilled the many thousands I did kill, No walls can contain the gods' almighty will
I am plagued by the gods' judgment as I stand within Troy's walls, knowing that my hatred for my enemies will one day lead to my own demise. Even as thousands have died by my hand, I cannot escape the will of the gods, who are more powerful than any stronghold on earth.


I hear the silent voices I cannot hide, The gods leave no choices so we all must die, Oh Achilles let thy arrows fly, Into the wind, where eagles cross the sky, Today my mortal blood will mix with sand, It was foretold, I will die by thy hand into Hades my soul descend
The whispers of the gods are inescapable, reminding me that all mortals must die eventually. You, Achilles, will be the one to kill me with your arrows, as was prophesied. My body will join the earth, but my soul will descend to the underworld.


Cowards in the grip of fear, no valor to uphold, Cut into the earth, with honor long been sold, For all shall come to know me as they fall unto their knees, Zeus the Thunderer, control my destiny, When the cards of life were dealt my hand a ruthless fate, To avenge, and bringeth fury, Hector feel my hate, A bloodbath I was born to bring, by birth I'm an assassin, To cut the cord of life and death ties to earth unfasten, Blood and fire death and hate, your body I will desecrate, Dogs and vultures eat your flesh the Hall of Hades waits, Kill...
Those who are too afraid to fight with honor have already lost, and will fall to their knees in defeat. Zeus, the god of thunder, will determine my fate as I wreak havoc on Hector for his actions. I have always been predetermined to bring about bloodshed, and am skilled at killing to the point where I can cut the ties of life and death. Hector's body will be desecrated and eaten by scavenging creatures, all while I kill with ferocity.


Hector's blood lies on the battlefield his body's mangled wounds, The gods who once protected him are now his gods of doom, Like a tower standing tall, steadfast in direction, I fall upon you bringing death, the gods give no protection, Coward in the grip of fear, no valor to uphold, Cut into the earth, with honor long been sold, For all shall come to know me, as they fall unto their knees, Zeus the Thunderer, control my destiny, Blood and fire death and hate, your body I will desecrate, Dogs and vultures eat your flesh the Hall of Hades waits, Die...
Hector's corpse lies on the battlefield, torn apart and sidelined by the very gods who once looked over him. As Dante's Inferno depicts, even towering walls cannot protect an individual from punishment at the hands of the gods. Those who are cowardly will be cut down without mercy, and I will desecrate the body of my opponent to the point where it is eaten by animals. In death, Hector will journey to the underworld to be judged by its powerful deities.


The oath of the gods, this day was fulfilled, In the heat of the battle, Hector was killed, See him Patroclus, down in the dust, Rejoice in his death my symbol of trust, A dozen highborn youths, have been killed, Cutting their throats their blood was all spilled, Their bodies set at the foot of your fire, With oxen, sheep and two of your hounds, Your funeral Pyre high off the ground, Hector's body dragged three times around, I will carry the torch to your funeral pyre, I will ask of the wind to send high your fire, Hector's blood will not be washed from my body, Until your body is burned, A prophecy spoken a promise fulfilled, More blood will be spilled, more will be killed.
The gods have held true to their promise, and Hector has now met his ultimate demise in battle. I honor the memory of my friend Patroclus as I look down upon Hector's lifeless body. The corpses of a dozen more worthy opponents now accompany Hector in the fiery abyss, and his body will be dragged around my funeral pyre before going up in flames. I will ask the wind to carry higher the flames, but will not be clean of Hector's blood until his remains are burned. I know that more bloodshed will come in the future, just as the gods have foretold.




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David Shankle

Yep proud to be on that record and composed half of it hail

QST

@mikkasatanael with considering how many guitarists Manowar had - we can think about that

mikkasatanael

@QST "nobody tells the man how to play - it just ain't that way - ALL MEN PLAY ON TEN !"
but who knows?

mikkasatanael

hail maestro

QST

Let me ask you - how Joey DeMaio was like in a recording studio? I mean, did he tell you how to play exactly or could you play some of your solos/riffs?

Yuruba King

David , be sure that , we the fans , appriciate you man!

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Samurai Manuscripts

The most brutal Manowar's song

GordonMauri

@vageliss2006 and wheels of fire

vageliss2006

This, and kill with power, hail and kill.

Guillermo Aracena

En 1992, yo tenía 15 años de edad cuando ví ésta carátula en la añorable revista de música "Kerrang". Nunca había escuchado a Manowar, pero mi atracción fue tanta que busqué el disco en muchas tiendas acá en Chile🇨🇱 , y como nadie sabía de ellos, y aún con los remanentes de la Dictadura Militar, por meses junté dinero hasta que logré traerlo directo desde U.S.A. Venía en formato CASSETTE con un librillo,nque al desplegarlo, traía los lyrics y la imágen a escala completa. Temblaba de ansiedad al abrirlo, cuando logré ponerlo en el equipo MI VIDA CAMBIÓ POR COMPLETO.. Recuerdo que cuando Eric termina de cantar: "See my charriots..", retrocedí la cinta para volver a la intro como 10000 veces".. El mejor álbum conceptual de toda la historia de la música en general, una belleza y calidad de sonido inexplicable para su época, RHINO🤗 con el mejor solo de batería jamás grabado en estudio, la más poderosa banda del Power Metal, un cantante "superdotado" pues, para mí, D.I.O. es al Rock como Eric Adams es al Metal, Schankle impecable en los "pequeños grandes detalles" y con un inigualable "buen gusto" en todos y cada uno de los temas. De Joey, ni hablar: un Iluminado que trajo la Felicidad a mi historia de Vida pues gracias a éste disco decidí que la Batería sería mi pasión por si algún día pudiera tocar con LA MÁS CONSECUENTE BANDA DEL METAL DE LA HISTORIA. Saludos desde Chile🇨🇱

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