Tekst piosenki
Sitting on the sands of foreign shores What will it take to make you see the light Yesterday's patronizing tears To prove the gods, wrong or right The road to ancient prophecies is long When will everyobdy sing your song Fearful foes emerging from the past We're marching on to Iliad at last See the battles strewn upon the floor Hear the cries of victory and pain Twice this day your future lies ahead Painful suffering amidst a gain Priam's cities sees it's heroes fall Into your hands, what does this mean Egos surging like a demon spawned Mind engulfed in a fog-crested dream
