Artefacts

When the Spartans made their stand at Thermopylae
They never thought their way of life would forever die
We remember the names, but the memory fades
Sharing the fate of the bloodshed and blades

Some day we will be the artefacts
Of the long-lost distant past

This imperfect world we live in of blood and steel
Will belong to the sands of time once the earth's wounds heal
Make your amends, because everything ends
Biding our time until we descend

Some day we will be the artefacts
Of the long-lost distant past



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Barker
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