A city once grand lies in ruins

And the sun and moon in eclipse

Fragments scattered by a storm that blew in

The shameful remains of an apocalypse

The flag they hoisted is now burning

As did the ashes they are now mourning

Their sorrow clouds the heaven with grey

And their tears the earth flood

Proud warriors they now decay

Amidst silk, bones and blood

Who loses, and who wins?

Answer shrouded by the remorse for a sin

Weighing heavy on the people's minds

Broken dreams and the fall of an empire

The cost one pays for the sake of victory,

And the damage of a desire

Although time and tide they wash away

The scars of those swords are here to stay