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It was a calm night

The eerie sound of distant wolves

Made themselves heard into the night

It was as if Romulus himself tried to warn the gods

At the Circus Maximus

The darkened smoke came alive

The crows roam over with death in sight

The fire burns the flesh

Rise to witness the art of decadence

Listen to the music of Hell and these strings come to harmony

It burns the earth, It burns the soul...

The fire rages

The distant sounds of fear

Oh what art you witnessed today

Can you see the golden palace?

Hear my fiddle sing... the hymns of sorrow...

There's only one possible culprit for such atrocities to Rome Christianus

The sect of lies and deceit

And for this they must be punished with death and fire

Rise to witness the art of decadence

Listen to the music of Hell and these strings come to harmony

Hear my fiddle sing the hymns of sorrow

It burns the earth

It burns the soul

The fire rages

The distant sounds of fear

Oh what art you witnessed today

Can you see the golden palace?

Hear my fiddle sing

The hymns of sorrow