The Fall of Troy
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
A new power-hungry regime in.
And now a reign of terror.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
Decaying right before my eyes
Tradition and culture destroyed.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
Leaders fragmented;
Five split into two, two, and one.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
A lack of communication from the top;
Dysfuction, chaos rampant.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
If only the suitors weren't deceived
by the offering of wine from a vina.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
The commanders veer off course
Without a care for the spartans.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
Behind the figurehead lies the true power broker,
Brutus, second in command.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
After battle and war,
only the wahl remained standing.
The fall of Troy.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
Oh how I lament the fall of Troy.
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