Ikon Rome
The city burns along the hillside
Only our minds will now remain
Beyond the walls is no salvation
Inside the walls our strength contains
The holy lives in isolation
Grabbing far more than they need
The sun beats down on desolation
Honour will rise, reclaim and bleed
No mercy
No mercy
Rome, Rome
All roads lead to…
Crosses melt on the horizon
The sleeping soldier wakes with glee
Christian fool falls to the wayside
Resume the empire grand and free
Rome, Rome
All roads lead to…
