king oepiomis

Teiresias our prophet, understanding of all things . Do you know of the plague that infects our city
shame! no true-born theban would withhold his gift of prophecy from the country he loves
what's wrong why this mood?
let me go home.do not keep me here its for your best and my own
my king your words, it's a lie far from the truth i am scared that i like you might not speak the truth.
it is miserable thing to be wise, the wisdom brings no rewards
you are a wicked man will nothing loosen your tongue melt your heart to shake you out of this silence
Speak! i order you to tell us all that you know
you know something and will not speak! you betray us and destroy the state?
you do not know what you are asking of me, i will never reveal my miseries or yours.
i will not hurt myself or you, why ask me when you know i'm not going to speak
i am angry and i will not be silent i will speak whats on my mind and i think it was you who planed the murder and did it all just not the killing
who made you say this? you didn't find this accusation through your art
is that so, hear me then i call upon you to obey the words of your own decree , dod not speak to me again or the citizens.. you are the killer