The Crucifier

Blood to bedew will flow for the bowels of roman rebirth sacred transfixion the enemy darkened the empire and on they cross they'll find the furifying death deluged with their bastard blood I'll not make them draw breath hanged through flames their prayers can't dispute the Caesar's magniloquence Crucifier starves for the killing time Death rides heel for leather Crucifier spews the noble revenge Death rides hell for leather Hot nails will tear the flesh of oblivion awful magma blessed the hammers beating