Niobids
In Greek mythology, the Niobids were the children of Amphion of Thebes and Niobe, slain by Apollo and Artemis because Niobe, born of the royal house of Phrygia, had boastfully compared the greater number of her own offspring with those of Leto, Apollo's and Artemis' mother: a classic example of hubris.
The number of Niobids mentioned most usually numbered twelve (Homer) or fourteen (Euripides and pseudo-Apollodorus), but other sources mention twenty, four (Herodotus), or eighteen (Sappho). Generally half these children were sons, the other half daughters. The names of some of the children are mentioned; these lists vary by author:
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by: NobodysI thought I met you I think it was last July
I can't remember, there were tears in my eyes
And the bandits rockets filled up the sky
And then you left me now and I don't know why
Chorus:
No guarantees in the western world
No guarantees in the western world
no peace on earth, no little girls
No guarantees in the western world
I belong, I belong to the tribe
I belong to the best of the hive
I met the queen; I took her my honey
She ate it all, now I'm still alive
The iron curtain, I know it was built for some
It wasn't built for those who lie in the sun
The bamboo curtain, I know it was built for others
It wasn't built for my sisters or brothers