Roman Empire, Christian is here Strongest desire eradicate the new down those who pray the new words Awaiting their fall, the down for the end
The arena is prepared, the awaiting the spectacle They think they're not alone is always with you'
Religious figment of mind you are so blind Pray to God to send you a Believe the visions of your As we start games You are lost without your miracle, BLIND
Feeding the with the meat of the christians of the emperor, circus of deluded minds Women and children, the and the old All who are awaiting the new
Bloodlust fills the crowds minds, the has begun There is no Saviour, alone Why God help you now?
Religious figment of your you are so blind Pray to God to send you a the visions of your brain As we start sadistic You are lost without miracle, BLIND FAITH
The come storming in, the spectacle begins The crowd is as one on feet, see Christians bleed The emperor is proud, he satisfies the crowd Playing with the damned, they die hand in hand
After it's over, the massacre "slaughter" is Clearing the arena, the next game will soon They sang songs of praise as died No on their Faces, only a smile
Prepare the arena again! our is not yet done So many are still free and the crowd is soon again
figment of your mind Pacifist you are so to God to send you a miracle Believe the visions of your As we sadistic games You are lost without your miracle, FAITH