The Third Temptation of Paris

Alesana · On Frail Wings of Vanity and Wax [2006]

The horizon, now as dark as the crimes that brought them here,

Is filled with my impending dread

My foolish actions will cost so many good men

Achilles has come



A thousand sails approaching

Sent here in her name to reclaim the one I stole

And destroy the walls of Troy



Desire leaves me numb to all the pain surrounding me

Storms will arise to condemn me

I will not die before her eyes

It ends tonight



Tragically I now must accept the penance I have earned

She is cursed and tonight we die

In the dawn of this, my end, I hold my sword true

I must let her go



A thousand sails approaching

Sent here in her name to reclaim the one I stole

And destroy the walls of Troy



Desire leaves me numb to all the pain surrounding me

Storms will arise to condemn me

I will not die before her eyes

It ends tonight



It ends tonight, I am alone

Pain fills her eyes, I am alone



I must save my honor, I cannot let them win, the blood of many spills

Sacred and profane is our love in death