Wealth, greed, selfishness
Surrounds the empire
Pain and sufferance are no more
Military [bad word] decrease
Democracy reign supreme
Honor replaced by material necessity...

No roman blood for war...Rebellion grows...

Mercenary for hire, losing faith
500 years about to [bad word] Underneath the beautiful lays to horrid
Brokendown, buried in flames
The empire shivers in fear

As the glorious weep – The fire sleeps
No one shall save the weak
And as the glorious weep – The fire sleeps
The sword enters so deep

No roman blood for war – Rebellion grows...

Wisigoths, Astaroths
Barbarian hordes
Devastate from the inside The west is lost
Slowly Rome falls to Elysium
As the glorious weep – The fire sleeps
No one shall save the weak
And as the glorious weep – The fire sleeps
The sword enters so deep