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No more do they walk the streets,
The battle is lost, life complete,
Blue skies turn now to grey,
Their mighty city has had its day,
Warriors trained and fought so long,
For wars to be written in word and song,
Shields are split and spears are broken,
Rotting corpses, the only token.

The vines now grow through sleepy dwellings,
Cracked masonry is choked with weeds,
Rubble is stacked, and now accusing,
Who will tell of our deeds?

Our deepest dreams have led to nothing,
Yet even our deaths leave no record,
Bones are crushed and scattered
Why lies dead, our mighty lord?

Invaders came with glistening helms,
To grab our gold and steal our realms,
They tricked our kings and rode us down,
Diseases spread from town to town.