Rise and Fall [Anno Satana] - Ancient Rites

Noble Caesar, forgive me

But I was the knife ending Thy ambition

Yet I held Thy standard proudly

As Thy legions burned the world

Oh gorgeous Minoan empire

Blessed were Thy art and culture

Earthquakes undermined Thy glory

Then I led hostile forces into Thy land

I am the desires most profane

The pestilence cursing thousands

I am the burned village

Decimating diseases without a name

Anno Satana!

Anno Satana!

Rise, rise, rise and fall!

Rise, rise, rise and fall!

Dear Robbespierre, hail to Thy revolution

Which turned into an endless execution

(So sweet Thy blood must have tasted

In the hour of Thy own execution)

Rise, rise, rise and fall!

Rise, rise, rise and fall!

Anno Satana!

Anno Satana!

Clever, mad Rasputin

No intrigue too grand

A pleasure it was watching you rise

But the delight so overwhelming

As I witnessed your fall

Throughout history my misanthropy

Always has been grander than thine