It was a calm night The eerie sound of distant wolves Made themselves heard into the night As if Romulus tried to warn the gods
At the Circus Maximus The darkened smoke comes alive The crows roam over with death in sight The fire burns the flesh
It burns the earth It burns the soul The fire rages The distant sounds of fear
Oh what art you witnessed today Can you see the golden palace? Hear my fiddle sing the hymns of sorrow
There's only one possible culprit for such atrocities to Rome Christianus The sect of lies and deceit And for this they must be punished with death and fire
Rise to witness the art of decadence Listen to the music of hell and these strings come to harmony
It burns the earth It burns the soul The fire rages The distant sounds of fear
Oh what art you witnessed today Can you see the golden palace? Hear my fiddle sing The hymns of sorrow
Oh what art you witnessed today Can you see the golden palace? Hear my fiddle sing The hymns of sorrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
