Roma

Long dark nights and Gothic gloom
Immigrated but not yet
Assimilated, lest we tried
Forced to change our way of life

The West has rose again to glory
On the backs of slaves, History
Will repeat again, I'm sorry

Rome has fallen

Spread too thin to win the fight
Peasants rise to earn their rights
Western greed has sown the seed
Roots run deep within this weed

And yet, they had just eaten from my hands

And yet we bite the hand that feeds
Was not enough to meet our needs
Enslaved, outcast and on our knees
Forced to fight and take the lead

The West has rose again to glory
On the backs of slaves, History
Will repeat again, I'm sorry

Rome has fallen

Spread too thin to win the fight
Peasants rise to earn their rights
Western greed has sown the seed
Roots run deep within this weed

The year is 410AD
The Holy Roman Empire has spread too thin
And relied on the blood and sweat of it's people
For too long

They care not, for negotiations
They listen not, to peaceful protest
So the time has come,
For us to rise up to our oppressors

(Repeat history or learn from it)

We have numbers
We have our pride
And they... have given us
Nothing to lose

(Repeat history or learn from it)

It's time to enter battle
It's time to go to war
It's time to take what is rightfully ours
And it's time... for Rome... to fall
Again

The West has rose again to glory
On the backs of slaves, History
Will repeat again, I'm sorry

Rome has fallen

Spread too thin to win the fight
Peasants rise to earn their rights
Western greed has sown the seed
Roots run deep within this weed



Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Carroll
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