Oh, behold this golden place
While I embrace Sun´s face
Cesars born from Grace
This is their Kingdom

See, streets of luxury
Lust, war and Calvary
Symposium as we feast, in
Caligula´s Den

They were from wonders
Of million years of sunder
Twelve Sons of Mortal Plunder
Evoked by chants of thunders

On this cruel night we stand alone and proud
Venusian rays pierce thru my eyes
Breathing in cosmic flows while karma grows
Until the last man stays at ... Rome!

Feel, the wrath of all men´s kings
A Circus of Evil
In Pace as she sings
Thrênos of farewell

Scorn, the Grand Architect
Of most divine pure hate
A God-Man in excess
Caligula´s Den!

On this cruel night we stand alone and proud
Venusian rays pierce thru my eyes
Breathing in cosmic flows while karma grows
Until the last man stays at Rome!

Helios come forth to me!
Dressed in moonlight gowns!
Bring healing and prophecies
Gateways in my mind

On this cruel night we stand behind the wall
Mercurian seas of torment forms
Tasting the menstrual tongue while debauchery grows
Until the Christians be no more!

Oh hear my voice...Caligula
We are born from the thunder´s chant