Happy days are long since gone
Everyone must fight to live
Roving Greece, scouring Rome
Often being plagued by gods
Everywhere that's anywhere
Seems to need the Seven's help

Out alone, despair consuming
Fake the humor to hide the pain

Out alone, in a different way,
Love is a difficult thing to face
Yawning the night through, watching for attack,
Moving across the ancient world in search of hidden dangers
Praying Gaea will not wake, hoping the camps don't go to war
Under pressure, loss and gain
Someday the nightmares too shall end