Remember when Thetis brought Achilles to the Styx

For thy mother wished for her son immortality

But as she cradled the babe, so close and so tight

The nymph didn't notice the heel remained untouched

Of that of the holy water from the river of the gods

So it came to be, that the greatest warrior ever told

Had only one weakness, had only one flaw

He who wields the sword and spear so great

That even Ares, the god of war, trembled seeing his face

But what Homer refuse to say was this

Achilles' weakness is not his heel

It was that little girl from Troy

That virgin princess draped in the priestess' robes

Songs of glory had told

That Achilles, mighty and bold

Was struck by an arrow while in the arms of his love

He bid his goodbye to Briseis, his captive, his bride

And yes it is true, that the ankle was never blessed in Styx

But it was really Briseis who is Achilles' heel