Neo-Spartacvs
No god reigns over me
I am the heathen below
Hear the drums of war
Of coming Abaddon
No god reigns over me
Mine is the sanctity below
Hear the drums of war
I am the clenched fist of Spartacus
I forge ahead
Like a meteor adrift in cold decay
Thou must heed the call (ordo ab vniverso)
I hail the freedom the gods abhor
To feel greater
To strive higher
To be more
Burn, Troy, burn
Savor ashes ov Zion scorched (Πυρός καί θείου)
Burn, Troy, burn
To rubble, tear it down
Cherubs forlorn (unholy, unholy)
They mourn
I forge ahead
A lost Sisyphus in cosmic fatum
I travail
To and fro (Γνῶθι σαὐτόν)
I worship the knowledge that gods abhor
To feel greater
To strive higher
To be more
Burn, Roma, burn
Savor ashes ov Zion torched (Ave sanctvs Ignis)
Burn Roma, burn
To rubble, tear it down
(Hannibal ad portas)
Seraphim thrown aground
No god reigns over me
I am the heathen below
Hear the drums of war
Of coming Abaddon
No god reigns over me
Mine is the sanctity below
Hear the drums of war
I am the clenched fist of Spartacus
No god may cast it's shadow upon us
We, the proud and the few
I am Spartacus
And so are you
I am the heathen below
Hear the drums of war
Of coming Abaddon
No god reigns over me
Mine is the sanctity below
Hear the drums of war
I am the clenched fist of Spartacus
I forge ahead
Like a meteor adrift in cold decay
Thou must heed the call (ordo ab vniverso)
I hail the freedom the gods abhor
To feel greater
To strive higher
To be more
Burn, Troy, burn
Savor ashes ov Zion scorched (Πυρός καί θείου)
Burn, Troy, burn
To rubble, tear it down
Cherubs forlorn (unholy, unholy)
They mourn
I forge ahead
A lost Sisyphus in cosmic fatum
I travail
To and fro (Γνῶθι σαὐτόν)
I worship the knowledge that gods abhor
To feel greater
To strive higher
To be more
Burn, Roma, burn
Savor ashes ov Zion torched (Ave sanctvs Ignis)
Burn Roma, burn
To rubble, tear it down
(Hannibal ad portas)
Seraphim thrown aground
No god reigns over me
I am the heathen below
Hear the drums of war
Of coming Abaddon
No god reigns over me
Mine is the sanctity below
Hear the drums of war
I am the clenched fist of Spartacus
No god may cast it's shadow upon us
We, the proud and the few
I am Spartacus
And so are you
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Writer(s): Adam Darski
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