The pain of flesh will squeeze you
The torment of soul will put you to death
Rome will rise, Rome is eternal
Obey our Gods, bastards of Jahve
Longinus...Your spear will raise the wrath
Longinus...Weapon of raging force
We feel the anger the voice of our blood
We see the future, of an empire to rise
Mighty gates of an eternal kingdom
Built from honour, fire and pride
Hold the spear, that stroke through his flesh
Hold it before us, that drank from his blood
Symbol of force, oh Spear Of Destiny
Guardian of blood, bearer of empires
Longinus...Your spear will raise again
Longinus...Your spear will rule the men
Longinus...We hold the Spear
We are...The Men over men