I used to be the epitome of strength
To fight my battles I’d go to any length
I was an army, mighty and fearless
But too many lost battles have left me hopeless
When everyone wants to plunder your city
Maybe it’s time to let it crumble
Yes, we’d call it a pity
But perhaps we need it to be humble
Our forces have been halved
And in our faces enemies laugh
Our sources have been depleted
Soldier after soldier has fled
The army that was full of strength
I’m afraid has reached its length
At this hour I wonder such
How much loss is too much?
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 1:26 PM UTC
I used to be the epitome of strength
To fight my battles I’d go to any length
I was an army, mighty and fearless
But too many lost battles have left me hopeless
When everyone wants to plunder your city
Maybe it’s time to let it crumble
Yes, we’d call it a pity
But perhaps we need it to be humble
Our forces have been halved
And in our faces enemies laugh
Our sources have been depleted
Soldier after soldier has fled
The army that was full of strength
I’m afraid has reached its length
At this hour I wonder such
How much loss is too much?
I gave too much during the battles, now it appears I'm going to lose the war. I. don't know how to be okay. Wherever I go, destruction follows.