March on Conquer and take no slaves
For we are here to get back knowledge
That has been taken away from us long time ago
that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets
Here where a hero fell a column falls
Here where the mimic eagle glared in gold
A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat
Here where the dames of Rome their gilded hair
Waved to the wind now wave the reed and thistle
Here where on golden throne the monarch lolled
Glides spectre like unto his marble home
Lit by the wan light of the horned moon
The swift and silent lizard of the stones
March on Conquer and take no slaves
For we are here to get back knowledge
that has been taken away from us long time ago
that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets
Rise Like Phoenix from the ashes
Live According to your thoughts
Think There is no God or Satan
Die As Phoenix then reborn
March on Conquer and take no slaves
For we are here to get back knowledge
that has been taken away from us long time ago
that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets
We rule the hearts of mightiest men we rule
With a despotic sway all giant minds
We are not impotent we pallid stones
Not all our power is gone not all our fame
Not all the magic of our high renown
Not all the wonder that encircles us
Not all the mysteries that in us lie
Not all the memories that hang upon
And cling around about us as a garment
Clothing us in a robe of more than glory