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(The saga of Attila the Hun (circa 406-53)) |
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My rage of mystery and terror raped the empire of Rome |
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On the fringes of the empire I will arrive |
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I serve the book of blood |
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The monster from darkness, a murderer with joy |
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I am the scourge of the gods, I am the King of Huns |
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With the imperial sword of doom I enjoy in terror |
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I am the plague of the thousand burning cities |
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With lust I eat the flesh of my enemies |
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Slaying my enemies I delight in war |
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Their blood gives me strength to slay the forces of Rome |
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We ride our war horses out of the great steppes of Asia |
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We bring the scourge of death upon the city of Naissus |
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King of Huns, terror of Rome |
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I am Attila, known as the scourge of God |
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Slay the defeated, chop off their heads |
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Of the parasites of the Great Hungarian Plain |
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We do not undeserve the reputation of cruelty |
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Devestating the city of Naissus |
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Gutters filled with blood |
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We are the mounted breath from hell |
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Blazing through the city as the prophecy of death |
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Their carcasses will be consumed to feast on our victory |
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I am the one you fear |
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I pave your path to hell with the skulls of Rome |
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I curse the temple of Jupiter |
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I smash the face of Mars |
