Massacre

The aqueducts are flowing with blood

From the suicide streets into their building

Their roman empire eyes stare at cold screens

Ravens mounted on the structures silhouette against the moon

Their wicked voices scream of hate

We drown in the blood

Trucidatio

Cum sanguini aquaeducti fluent

Ab viae sibi mortis consciscentis in aedificium eius

Oculi Romani Imperetoris firgidoris ad umbraculam videns,

Cornices umbrae contra luna in aedificii statae

Scelerae voces invidiis clamans

In Sanguini demiergemus