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 crowd the spectacle think they're not alone 'God is always with you'
Religious figment of mind Pacifist you are so to God to send you a miracle Believe the visions of brain As we sadistic games You are lost without your miracle, BLIND
the lions with the meat of the christians Order of the emperor, of deluded minds Women and children, the and the old All who are awaiting the new
fills the crowds minds, the massacre has begun There is no Saviour, alone Why doesn't God help you
Religious figment of mind Pacifist you are so to God to send you a miracle Believe the visions of your As we sadistic games You are lost your miracle, BLIND FAITH
The Lions come storming in, the spectacle The crowd is as one on their feet, see bleed The is standing proud, he satisfies the crowd Playing games the damned, they die hand in hand
After over, the massacre "slaughter" is done Clearing the arena, the next game soon come They sang of praise as they died No Pain on their Faces, a smile
Prepare the arena again! our is not yet done So many are still and the crowd is soon hungry again
figment of your mind Pacifist you are so Pray to God to send you a Believe the of your brain As we start sadistic You are without your miracle, BLIND FAITH