paroles de chanson Pyrrhic Victory - Phalanx

Waste deep
Wading
Through a swamp of your conquest
Through the dregs of your carnage

This victory
Has awarded freedom to thee
Walk anywhere you please
Tragedy
Trudging tired legs that bleed
Through bodies
Piled up high for crows to feed

This consequence
Thirst for blood now quenched
No recompense
Your nostrils fill with moldered stench
Jaws clenched
Familiar faces gaze up from the trench
No defense
Their blood is guilt and you are drenched

Pyrrhic victory
Cannot see through this fog of war
Pyrrhic victory
Achievement negated by this heavy toll