Heroes Die

Pride in the mighty, and pride in the strong On the thrones of gods, never usurped by men And we never foresee an end to their reign Though others have fallen before, ours remain true The war is forever Wearing down their armor And time creeps in Changing perception Not even demigods, merely just men With weak minds and equally weak flesh Not a question if they shall fall, it is only when And the heroes turn back to dust from where they began