They're all around us
No one will look you in the eye
You don't know who to trust
I'm looking around me
And don't like what I see
Corruption all around me cause these,
These are the signs of the times
With stealth and no small amount of cowardice, the Greeks creep out of their strange gift, a large wooden horse, under the cover of night and safely within the locked city walls. Rather than face Aeneas...