glory was what I was weaned on

kleos was the life of in my veins

my memory would live on forever

immortality was mentioned in the same breath as my name


I changed my mind; too little, too late

the choice was no longer mine

I lost my lover on the fields of troy

and on those same fields I died


glory, glory, glory

glory did not save me from death

and although it has not yet happened

there will come a day when they all forget


fame did not save me

renown will not save you

nothing will stop fate

once it states your doom.