Roman Empire, Christian is here desire eradicate the new sectarians Hunting down who pray the new words Awaiting fall, the thumbs down for the end
The arena is prepared, the crowd the spectacle They they're not alone 'God is always with you'
Religious figment of your you are so blind Pray to God to you a miracle Believe the visions of your As we sadistic games You are without your miracle, BLIND FAITH
Feeding the lions with the meat of the Order of the emperor, of deluded minds and children, the young and the old All who are awaiting the new
Bloodlust fills the crowds minds, the has begun There is no Saviour, you're Why God help you now?
Religious figment of your you are so blind Pray to God to send you a Believe the visions of brain As we start sadistic You are lost your miracle, BLIND FAITH
The Lions storming in, the spectacle begins The crowd is as one on their feet, see bleed The emperor is proud, he satisfies the crowd Playing games with the damned, die hand in hand
After it's over, the "slaughter" is done Clearing the arena, the next 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 many are still and the crowd is soon hungry again
Religious figment of mind Pacifist you are so Pray to God to send you a Believe the of your brain As we start sadistic You are lost without miracle, BLIND FAITH