The clash of swords, the cries of men,\u2028

The skies grow dark, despair again.\u2028

The walls of Troy, they seem so near,

\u2028Yet victory fades into fear.

\u2028The war descends, the shadows rise,\u2028

Under blood-streaked, darkened skies.\u2028

Heroes falter, the strong must bend,

\u2028This is the war that knows no end.

\u2028Through dust and flame, the lines collide,

\u2028No peace remains, just tears uncried.

The war descends, the shadows rise,\u2028

Under blood-streaked, darkened skies.\u2028

Heroes falter, the strong must bend,\u2028

This is the war that knows no end.

\u2028A fleeting dream, a broken vow,\u2028

The war remains eternal now.