Triarii - Roses 4 Rome

 

The world will never grieve you,
It is already deseased;
And no one will ever see you,
Cause the blind can not see.
Hear the calling of the lions,
Hear the prayers of their pain;
No tomorrow remains to save you,
So let's relish in yesterday.

Share my woman,share my wine,
Share my soul,burning the sun,
It is only just for rome;
Share my woman,share my wine,
Share my soul,burning the sun,
It is only just for rome.

No one tomorrow was there to grieve you,
There is already deseased;
And no one will ever like you,
Cause the dead do defeat.
Hear the calling of the lions,
Hear the screaming of their prayer;
Nothing remains to save you,
So let's relish in yesterday.

Share my woman,share my wine,
Share my soul,burning the sun,
It is only just for rome;
Share my woman,share my wine,
Share my soul,burning the sun,
It is only just for rome.

Share my woman,share my wine,
Share my soul burning the sun,
It is only just for rome;
Share my woman,share my wine,
Share my soul,burning the sun,
It is only just for rome.