For Rome And The Throne

victory for your chosen

Dancing in, standing tall

The wolves, the sheep all gathered

Birds will sing spoils are spread

He is obliged to reign

Satisfaction may appease oh the Almighty

He'll summon all the gods in flesh

to gather for the feast

of his oncoming earthly

turn into a god who'll deserve desire

Hail - the satisfied.

pure and son divine

of the armageddon

show beyond us all

Hail - the pacified

purely a god divine

in the veins of the

villain's pantheon he rides

The beast is near

The beast is here

The beast is still among us

You have seen the fire in him

yet no one has dared to

cease the silence

Buried deep the weakness in me

A victory for our chosen

The satisfaction really

gives you The Almighty

Fair among the enemy

Forgiven, for shelter

for Rome and the throne

Flaring among the enemy

Forgiving, forever

for the mistresses of Rome