The Face That Launched 1,000 Ship's
She lay golden and motionless
An empire crumbles to the ground
Destroyed in an instant
She hears the distant screams
Slaughtered in our sleep
Souls of men that will find no peace
They will scatter our remains
Inside the city we were sworn to keep
Look to no one else, blame yourself
Your hands are red
And with your soiled hands
Stole the heart of a man
And left him marked for death
She knew the sins that brought on this fate
She knows now the bitter end
The fruit of temptation may be sweet
But strays the shepherds from the flocks that they tend
Slaughtered in our sleep
Souls of men that will find no peace
They will scatter our remains
Inside the city we were sworn to keep
Look to no one else blame yourself
Your hands are red
And with your soiled hands
Stole the heart of a man
And left him marked for death
Slaughtered in our sleep
Souls of men that will find no peace
They will scatter our remains
Inside the city we were sworn to keep
A goddess call for a sacrifice
A thousand men are sent
One selfish man to redeem his prize
A thousand lives must end
Look to no one else, blame yourself
Your hands are red
And with your soiled hands
Stole the heart of a man
And left him marked for death
An empire crumbles to the ground
Destroyed in an instant
She hears the distant screams
Slaughtered in our sleep
Souls of men that will find no peace
They will scatter our remains
Inside the city we were sworn to keep
Look to no one else, blame yourself
Your hands are red
And with your soiled hands
Stole the heart of a man
And left him marked for death
She knew the sins that brought on this fate
She knows now the bitter end
The fruit of temptation may be sweet
But strays the shepherds from the flocks that they tend
Slaughtered in our sleep
Souls of men that will find no peace
They will scatter our remains
Inside the city we were sworn to keep
Look to no one else blame yourself
Your hands are red
And with your soiled hands
Stole the heart of a man
And left him marked for death
Slaughtered in our sleep
Souls of men that will find no peace
They will scatter our remains
Inside the city we were sworn to keep
A goddess call for a sacrifice
A thousand men are sent
One selfish man to redeem his prize
A thousand lives must end
Look to no one else, blame yourself
Your hands are red
And with your soiled hands
Stole the heart of a man
And left him marked for death
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Writer(s): Kevin Zorn
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