The Prologue (The Elysian Fields)/Rome

A citadel under siege again

The grandiose mystique, the pain

Power and sin, her pious endeavours

She brings a godless world together

Her legionnaires in the pouring rain

A motionless machine in wait

When rapture begins

The silence is severed

And soon the blood flows cold as ever

Rome is now

You’re in the eye of the hurricane

Rome is how

You will obey, or be slaves

Romulus he decided

One should be king

Remus would be denied it

Deemed my dream, my

Rome

Like two worlds colliding

Blood, flesh and bone

Death, as the one surviving

Screamed “My dream, my Rome!”

Protecting empire far away

But is the mistress still the slave

When enemies fall

Crushed, bound and tethered

She knows they won’t lie still forever

And so it’s fear turning feet to clay

Beyond the tears, rebuild again

Nations and creed contorted together

The kiss of fate stands sealed forever

Rome is now

You’re in the eye of the hurricane

Rome is how

You will obey, or be slaves

Romulus he decided

One should be king

Remus would be denied it

Deemed my dream, my

Rome

Like two worlds colliding

Blood, flesh and bone

Death, as the one surviving

Screamed “My dream, my Rome!”

Rome is now

Rome is how

You will obey, or be slaves

Romulus he decided

One should be king

Remus would be denied it

Deemed my dream, my

Rome

Like two worlds colliding

Blood, flesh and bone

Death, as the one surviving

Screamed “My dream, my Rome!”

Romulus he decided

One should be king

Remus would be denied it

Deemed my dream, my

Rome

Like two worlds colliding

Blood, flesh and bone

Death, as the one surviving

Screamed “My dream, my Rome!”

My Rome