Caesar - Advent Sorrow

This is the future

The marching of warriors

Those on the flanks

To the tip of the spear

The black sun above us

A total eclipse

The marching of warriors

With fists raised high

Return the colloseum

And the Emperor held high

To lead us forward

Into the fray

Tall buildings crumble

The failing modern world

The sickly students

And the faulty system

The black sun above us

Our flags and weapons

The great symbol

The flaming chorus

With fists raised high

For a new Caesar

The marching of warriors

To the beat of nuclear weapons

The black sun above us

With fists raised high

To the beat of nuclear weapons

The black sun above us

With fists raised high

To the beat of nuclear weapons