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