My Lost Empire - Stormlord

The grief my mind is calling back now

The fall of Ilium will blind my eyes with salty tears

Of Hector, the ghost stole my dreams

A feeble warning to save my life

Voices from the past

By moonlight I can hear them screaming

Up to the sky

Close to my heart

The memory of Troy remains

My lost empire

Our men

Like a leaf against the storm

In one night they were swept away

I was loyal to the shadows

Sword held in my hand

My faithful son and wife by my side

Forty soldiers born from the horse

Havoc bringer made of wood

Were the ruthless makers of Trojan doom

Close to my heart

The memory of Troy remains

My lost empire

Not even the sovereign

King Priamus The Wise

Was spared from death

Under the pale shade of a sacred altar

Achilles first-born child became among the sinners the worst man Pyrrhus

Too deep for words

The pain brought by this bitter story

Whose remembrance will blind my eyes with salty tears

This dying domain was a cradle of flesh

Where from blood and fire the eagle rose

Voices from the past

By moonlight I can hear them screaming

Up to the sky

Close to my heart

The memory of Troy remains

My lost empire

And when the world will fear your name

It will bow to my lost empire

And to those who gave their lives for you to claim the crown

For you to shine