We lay to rest
Not one heart
But seven
Two brothers, two lovers
Two mothers and a father
Is what it took
To change Creon's order
Now buried and gone
Taken to the gods
Yet never forgotten
Seven heroes
In different ways
Some how managed to change Creon's ways
So as you're covered with dirt
And given back to mother earth
This kingdom no longer hurts
The day after you
Your kingdom stood tall
Moments before the Spartans killed them all.
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