FOR ROME AND THE THRONE

Ladies and gentlemen we have a fight Yet there might be a slight chance that it won't continue Or not I was there, I really was Or was it just a blow and I, I am insane Oh I don't think I care about myself any more So was it all the same what I have

Lucky me lucky you A victory for your chosen Dancing in, standing tall The wolves, the sheep all gathered Birds will sing spoils are spread He is obliged to reign Satisfaction may appease oh the Almighty He'll summon all the gods in flesh to gather f

Blind that you are to stare at the crack in the mirror of your fate And the nightmare begins to call you awake Oh the vision on the horizon seem hopeless and pale It's welcoming us into its embrace Deceiving us to take part in this insane game That i