Achilles tells me over the phone, when he catches me, he’ll break all my bones. I don’t ask him why because I already know. I’m just packing all mine, cause it’s time to go

Ride and I ride, my heads in the sky
Counting the days, till that final parade
A plea for forgiveness has fallen in vain
For the rage of the man has drove him insane

The locals and merchants they already say
There is the man whom Achilles has blamed
A fire is coming and it hollers my name
The paths may diverge but they all end the same

My engine is nervous, my chromes in a knot
The noose feels it’s tightened and the moons feeling hot.
Achilles stands poised with the men he has brought
Thunder strikes twice and someone gets shot
The eyes of her highness stare back in a shock
She knows what she did but she would rather not
Mums go the lips that promised an out
But I’m blaming myself for doubting my doubts