Panem Et Circenses - Ihsahn

Awake, O' serpent of my heart

It is time

The sun stands high

And unfaithful crowds await Thee

Redemption in their eyes

And stone at hand

The arena hungers for your venom

Let the games begin

Bring in the lions

Bring in the beasts

It is time

To confront the masses

With their fears

A sober moment

A shred of truth

To gaze into an honest mirror

A disturbance of their sleep

Violent teeth and claws

Untamed and fierce

Reaches far and cut deep

Into the empty eye

It is time

To let the bitter venom flow

Trough this embodiment

Of emptiness

And the blood shall run free

Like words

And the bones shall form stairs

To the future

Now, unfaithful spectator

Are you satisfied?

Did you come close enough

To feel the lion’s breath?

On day soon

Your shall be the sacrifice

A nameless grave

Of the past

Protagonist

Your time is now