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 and 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 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 and waking hands attached to nothing tightly clutching close each sleeping vision speaks unheard and heaven only knows 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