A Trojan's Lament

The Night wanes The battle's done The bards shall sing of this fight For centuries to come The came in ships from across the sea We sought only to keep you safe and free We could not defy the will of destinty The cruelty of the fates' decrees Ten thousand men against your keep A thousand to defend thee Many a warrior fell at your feet A river of blood ran in your streets Hector, greatest of us all Lay broken at your battered wall Still we, your warriors stood tall For we could not bear see you fall For ten years we fought for thee If not far an act of treachery We'd defend thy walls til the end of time Our shields ever covered in blood and grime All of us, your sons, your wards Cut down by the fearsome Grecian horde Old Priam your favorite son, our lord Fell victim to a young Greek's sword And though your banner no longer flies Though the enemy stifled our battle cries Your noble sons may keep their pride For it was in a noble fight that they died Though the tides of war send you to your knees Be sure that the sun will always rise in the east And there there will be another fight Upon these fields of glory