Citadel - The Crüxshadows

Languid waves of desperation

Fall before the rains

A vanguard to approaching war

Is borne upon the sea

The icy breath of cyclones bent

On waging our destruction

Drills hard against the hearts of heroes

Called here to defend

I see storms on the horizon

I see the tempest at the gates

I see storms on the horizon

And a citadel alone

Clinging brave defying fate

And I will stand here at the gates to face the onslaught fighting

Without surrender or defeat

With Troy besieged by tyrants’greed — (tyranny)

In Hector’s memory, God willing

We shall save this victory

Without surrender or defeat

Sudden silence — I realize

Breaking teardrops in the rain

With every breathing moment

The pillars are sustained

Waking hands attached to nothing

Tightly clutching close

Each sleeping vision speaks unheard

And heaven only knows (exactly why)

Paris’arrow landed true

Paris’arrow landed true

Paris’arrow landed true

Down upon your heel…

This Troy

She will not fall again

This Troy

She will not fall