Roman Empire, persecution is here Strongest desire the new sectarians Hunting down those who pray the new Awaiting fall, the thumbs down for the end
The arena is prepared, the crowd awaiting the They think they're not alone is always with you'
Religious figment of mind Pacifist you are so Pray to God to send you a the visions of your brain As we start games You are lost without your miracle, FAITH
Feeding the lions with the of the christians 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 There is no Saviour, you're Why God help you now?
figment of your mind Pacifist you are so Pray to God to you a miracle Believe the of your brain As we sadistic games You are without your miracle, BLIND FAITH
The come storming in, the spectacle begins The crowd is as one on feet, see Christians bleed The emperor is standing proud, he satisfies the Playing games with the damned, they die in hand
it's over, the massacre "slaughter" is done Clearing the arena, the game will soon come They songs of praise as they died No Pain on Faces, only a smile
Prepare the arena again! our work is not yet So are still free and the crowd is soon hungry again
figment of your mind Pacifist you are so to God to send you a miracle Believe the of your brain As we start sadistic You are lost your miracle, BLIND FAITH