Bob Catley - City Walls

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The lights go down
To the deafening sound
Thunder clouds rolling in through the night
My heartbeat pounds
As the heavens resound
In the wide invincible sky
The lightning strikes
From celestial heights
Goes to ground and testifies
Its broken chains
Like symmetrical veins
Crack the black terrestrial night
The fortress walls
Face the numberless hordes
Will they stand the test of time?
The hourglass stands
Almost empty of sand
Live or die on destiny’s shrine
The cruel wind cries
It incessantly whines
In the face of the battle to come
In strength and size
This colossal divide
Is a vast immeasurable one
The horns that sound
Strike fear in the proud
But we’re snared and there’s nowhere to run
We’ll live or die
With heads held high
Till the mighty victory’s won
The skyline cloaked
By the blackening smoke
That defies the naked eye
We stand our ground
Inextricably bound
By the ties of friendship and pride
We flight the bow
And wait for the archer’s drum
We strike the blow
That’s straight to the heart, our shields to the hun
We fight as we try to keep our dreams alive
That history might recall
Those who braved the kingdom’s rise and fall
Fought from the city walls
Retreat or stand
Is the law of this land
In the cold hearted thick of the fight
And death’s reign damned
My superlative plans
Making pyres of dreams and old times
For Isengard
Cast flames through the heart
Like the fireball crossing the sky
The Helms Deep walls
Lie breached in the dark
As we stand defenceless inside
The brave and pure
For a moment stand sure
Then to sanctuary we fly
The hordes can’t reach
Our impregnable keep
Till the light of dawn when we ride
We flight the bow
And wait for the archer’s drum
We strike the blow
That’s straight to the heart, our shields to the hun
We fight as we try to keep our dreams alive
That history might recall
Those who braved the kingdom’s rise and fall
Fought from the city walls
We flight the bow
And wait for the archer’s drum
We strike the blow
That’s straight to the heart, our shields to the hun
We fight as we try to keep our dreams alive
That history might recall
Those who braved the kingdom’s rise and fall
Fought from the city walls
We flight the bow
And wait for the archer’s drum
We strike the blow
That’s straight to the heart, our shields to the hun
We fight as we try to keep our dreams alive
That history might recall
Those who braved the kingdom’s rise and fall
Fought from the city walls
Fought from the city walls