You must have met Thanatos a lot my friend,
I’ve seen his shadow in your tired eyes
on nights we dared not part to deceit their end.
You feared his mother Erebos and found it wise
to keep the lamps on in those early hours
that we spent awake, with sad songs to entice.
Peaceful, had it not been for Ares’ powers,
you might have lived years among some cats at nights,
not caring for the daylight nor the flowers.
But your peace is now disturbed by Keres’ right,
you find yourself a victim of great violence.
I’ve watched you in your last and bloody fight.
That spear means the end of our alliance,
dear Sarpedon, from now on there is silence.