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