1. THE FALL OF CLAUDIUS

"I, Claudius, will tell you how to frame you laws
Profiteering and bribery will stop
The senate will function only in the name of Roman justice
And all of you who have acquired position dishonestly will be replaced by men who love Rome better than their purses
I will blank everything rotten in the senate like an old dried wake
On that basis only will I become your emperor"

She's cast a spell on me
The leaves fall from the darkеned tree
Still hypnotized by her
Agrippina, my goddеss, my queen

Rise from the root of the hive
Rise from the blood of deceit and lies
The snakes are slithering
The stench of rot, lies beneath your paradise

Twisted are the sins of lust

All my life I was just and fair
Different but good, different but good
All my life I was just and fair
Different but good, different but good

Why have the gods forsaken me
Beneath the sorrow in disguise?
They called me crippled, they laughed at me
The cries of vengeance always merciful
Still her beauty beholds me

Fear has overtaken me, the fallen ways of diplomacy, taken by the grip of power

Crippled dysfunction, possesses my being, my everything
Oh how this curse bestows the novelty in me, ripped by the bowels of hell

"Through time I have been honourable
I have served the people of Rome
And as the great emperor (Of blood and fire, of poison and death)
(Of gods and slaves, of truth and lies, of honor and death)
I was just (The first betrayal)
I was honourable (The wrath of fire)
They laughed, they laughed at me (In her seductive eyes, Agrippina)"

Mother of snakes
Twisted are the sins of lust, power turns to rust
I hear death calling my name

All my life I was just and fair
Different but good, different but good
All my life I was just and fair
Different but good, different but good

Why have the gods forsaken me beneath the sorrow in disguise?
Why have the gods forsaken me
Beneath the sorrow in disguise?
They called me crippled, they laughed at me
The cries of vengeance always merciful


2. IMPERATOR

From the bowels of eternal fire
Risen deep from the womb of Hell
I breathe the power (Power)
Stricken from the poisonous tongue

Of filth and scum
Strangulate the earth of the purest blood
I laid in the eagle's nest surrounded by serpents

The days of silence are over
See the winds of devastation

Rein in the terror
Bring in the madness
My mother's blood forever entangled
Hear me now (Hear me now)
I never wanted to be king
See me now (See me now)
The reckoning for years to come

Imperator (Hail)
Hail me as the god of war
Imperator (Hail)
Seeded in thunder and light
Imperator (Hail)
The lust, the blood, the sun
Imperator (Hail)
Hail me as the tyrant god

Reign forever, antichrist
Worship forever, antichrist
Sing forever, antichrist
Elevate forever, antichrist

Whisper, whisper, whisper
The seeds of devastation

Rein in the terror
Bring in the madness
My mother's blood forever entangled
Hear them now (Hear them now)
Their cries of hatred made alive
See it now (See it now)
Engulf the word in fire

Imperator (Hail)
Hail me as the god of war
Imperator (Hail)
Seeded in thunder and light
Imperator (Hail)
The lust, the blood, the sun
Imperator (Hail)
Hail me as the tyrant god


3. THE HEADOF THE SNAKE

Mother how have the gods betrayed you
You cradled me into a monster
Paranoia infects my mind

You whispered lies to me
You whispered words of deceit
I remember everything

Brother
How have the gods betrayed you
Innocent, innocent but you must die
Poisoned, poisoned, poisoned, poisoned
Now sleep little brother
Sleep forever

Why couldn't you love me
Everything you wanted was everything but me
I fell into your grip
But no longer shall I long for your touch
No more, no more, no more
Now I shall take the head of the snake
And bury it forever

You whispered lies to me
You whispered words of deceit
I remember everything

You whispered lies to me
You whispered words of deceit
I remember everything

This world is not big enough for the both of us
The gods have spoken
The gods have spoken

Come, take my hand
Let me show you the empire you created
Agrippina, mother of snakes and fire
My blood is your blood
And it shall live forever
Forever through time
Through time

These waters will not drown you
Therefore stab the belly that bares
The fruit of this god


4. BOUDICCA (QUEEN OF THE ICENI)

"Britannia must be annexed
By orders of emperor Nero
Under the prudent guidance of Seneca"

You raped my children
And you had me flogged
You broke the treaty
And spat on the kings will
Betrayer of all things sacred
Your eagles bathe in sin of blood and lust

Immortal enemy
Tribal chants of unity
Celtic warriors under the sun
Lift the queen of the Iceni
Knower of the oak tree
Above the lakes and mountains

Can you hear the war cries
Can you feel the spirit rise

The winds of war calls the spirit of ancients
Alliances broken by conflict and grace
Swim through the blood of the fallen celts
To rise into battle of foreign invaders

The river flows eternal
The god's whisper the sacred hymns
Nature's way of liberation
Through the eyes of fire

The river flows eternal
The god's whisper the sacred hymns
Nature's way of liberation
Through the eyes of fire

Piercing wounds of fatal blows
Columns of bodies fall to death
Windfall of screams point to the skies
The resurrection of courage aligned

"Let us therefore go against them
Trusting boldly to good fortune
Let us show them that they are hares and foxes
Trying to rule over dogs and wolves"


5. BRITANIA: THE 9TH AT CAMULODONUM

Like madness running through their veins
Bloodthirsty to avenge the occupiers
Riddled with hate
The allied Iceni came roaring through the land

Cut though the Roman habitants
Boudicca with fire in her eyes
The taste of blood, none shall live
None shall escape, all shall perish

9th at Camulodonum, behold the eagle of Rome
9th at Camulodonum, the grip of death awaits
9th at Camulodonum, legion at the hands of hell
9th at Camulodonum, the slaughter of the brave

Bеheaded vetеrans of Rome, civilians disfigured and butchered
Merciless attacks of the tribes, blood running through the stones of time

General Quintus Cerialis, commander of the 9th legion
With thousands of men ready to die
From Colonia set forth the liberation

Distant are the graves, distant are the cries of hell
Attacks came from everywhere, they came from all sides
Like wild animals unearthing the afterlife, dismantled

9th at Camulodonum, behold the eagle of Rome
9th at Camulodonum, the grip of death awaits
9th at Camulodonum, legion at the hands of hell
9th at Camulodonum, the slaughter of the brave


6. TRIAL OF THE GODS (INTERMEZZO)

(Instrumental)


7. THE FIDDLE AND THE FIRE

It was a calm night
The eerie sound of distant wolves
Made themselves heard into the night
As if Romulus tried to warn the gods

At the Circus Maximus
The darkened smoke comes alive
The crows roam over with death in sight
The fire burns the flesh

It burns the earth
It burns the soul
The fire rages
The distant sounds of fear

Oh what art you witnessed today
Can you see the golden palace?
Hear my fiddle sing the hymns of sorrow

There's only one possible culprit for such atrocities to Rome Christianus
The sect of lies and deceit
And for this they must be punished with death and fire

Rise to witness the art of decadence
Listen to the music of hell and these strings come to harmony

It burns the earth
It burns the soul
The fire rages
The distant sounds of fear

Oh what art you witnessed today
Can you see the golden palace?
Hear my fiddle sing
The hymns of sorrow

Oh what art you witnessed today
Can you see the golden palace?
Hear my fiddle sing
The hymns of sorrow


8. SON OF THE DEIFIED

Seneca, tell me, can an emperor be an actor?
But I love it, music is the way to the soul
It gives me freedom from this prison
It makes me fly to the world
The plebs, they love me
They want to hear me sing

These rich filthy animals
These so called senators
They repel me
They want to see me lay in a pool of blood, my blood

I Nero will skin them alive
And feed them to their wives
Oh can you hear the scrеams of anguish
Hear them perish

I'll wеar their faces at the gatherings
I'll dance with their bodies and play music with their bones
An ever flowing stream of blood, as I dine in laughter

Come forth, kneel before me, I am the emperor
I will not be merciful, Piso, here is the knife
Plunge it in your soul
Die, traitor, die

I'll wear their faces at the gatherings
I'll dance with their bodies and play music with their bones
An ever-flowing stream of blood, as I dine in laughter

I am the son of the deified
And you shall feel my wrath


9. WHAT ARTIST DIES IN ME...

You have no idea who I am
Can you feel the havoc inside?
In my dominion, I torture the sane
For eternal rapture

Sacrifice the blood of the heavens
Tear apart the world of vultures and sing with me forever
One by one, skin them alive
Gouge their eyes so they can't see

Let the blood flow through the might of Rome
These sinister thoughts
Invade my mind
I'll make them pay
I'll make them suffеr

They can't see the talents in mе
Oh what tragedy
The world has bestowed upon me
Will the sun god shine on me?
Pretorian tell me who's the traitor?

Pretorian, are you the one they sent for me?

All the glory in the world cannot be enough to understand my philosophy
You have betrayed the very essence of my existence
Oh what artist dies in me
What artist dies in me

Remember your treason will never be forgotten
I am Nero
The Antichrist
I am legend
I am everything
I am a God-king

10. THE REVOLT OF GALBA

As the dust settles in the night
The old voices of the fallen
Emperors of fortitude
Come to haunt the once glorious lands
You can still hear Nero's poems
In the arena of death

Presence, so glorious and magnificent
So envious in its elegance
The essence of domination
Of resilience, of power and struggle
Entwined in centuries to come

From Hispania rises Galba, ambitious
Ruthless conspirator, nеw emperor
Traitors aligned for thе head of Nero
Nymphidius and Vindex on the front assassins

Bribes of corruption to abandon Nero
Pretorian guards to follow
The honor fades, the glory dies, the future turns to dark

As the dust settles in the night, the old voices of the fallen

From Hispania rises Galba, ambitious
Ruthless, conspirator, new emperor
Traitors aligned for the head of Nero
Nymphidius and Vindex on the front assassins

Emperors of fortitude come to haunt the once glorious lands
You can still hear Nero's poems in the arena of death

Presence, so glorious and magnificent
So envious in its elegance
The essence of domination
Of resilience, of power and struggle
Entwined in centuries to come