Hear the lions roar the coloseum serenades
Their mighty growls make you think they didn´t eat for a week
Running for your life but once you´ve caught his eye
then kiss your ass goodbye
You scream in anguish, but the audience favour the lion
Christianity, inferiority, food for the lions in the roman game

Nero´s heroes

I bite off your legs
No, no, please God no
I´ll grind your crispy bones and I rip your flesh
Our majesty´s favourite game and death is the first prize