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The morning condensation, vaporized by the arid desert sun

Under sapphire skies echo tales of battles lost and won

Reigning over the land on an Isolated rock plateau

Ruins of an ancient fortress tell of sagas long ago

For eons it lay undiscovered

Concealed inside truths foretold

Archaeologists excavations

Revealing the bygone days of old

Wall paintings, bath houses, Uncovered objects

Unearthed from the brick red soil and sand

Fragmented scrolls and archaic texts

And bones of women, children and man

Untouched for centuries

Lost to the annals of history

Shrouded in its profound mystery

The mountain stronghold citadel of death

Judaean rebels' revolt against rule of roman law

The country corrupted, priceless artifacts all but destroyed

The soldiers lay waste to temples and make off with the spoils of war

As it’s told throughout the centuries handed down as lore

Holed up in the mountain top garrison

The group of hundreds lay in wait

Watching the encroaching army

Marching up the rampart to their fate

Clearly they lost and the Romans had won

Desperate, drawing on straws one by one

The final decisions been made it was done

A suicide pact or else be overrun

Untouched for centuries

Lost to the annals of history

Shrouded in its profound mystery

The mountain stronghold citadel of death