Suppress The Riot

Crossroads are over.
The way is set.
The tail of the civil war
Leads outside Rome

Suppress the riot
Last drip of blood before the quiet
Find to erase the enemy

The taste of poison
From the thorns of treason
Wiped out by the last blood
The survivors have to spill

New allies to honor and stand the cause
Ships are tombs and Ptolomy lose his war
Sinus of Zela, cradle of bodies
And passion and mediocrity

Infiltrates inside new lands
The stench of a traitor

Crossroads are over
The way is set
The tail of the civil war
Leads outside Rome

Suppress the riot
Last drip of blood before the quiet
Find to erase the enemy

The taste of poison
From the thorns of treason
Wiped out by the last blood
The survivors have to spill

Men crashed by the elephants, the charge of war.
Future’s written, Scipio choose the side.
Munda will fold the sword of anger
And let the imperator shine.

Exterminate

Suppress the riot
The birth of a king down a stair of swords
Creating the columns of a new world
Annexation under the shield of Rome
The blood of Pompey will soak the stones of the empire