Tomorrow's Colosseum

In this democratic world of filth
There are places for weak and sick
This wouldn't happen in dictatorship
So i let them taste ancient tyranny

Took my model from caesars of might
They were the rulers of my kind
Mankind needs to feel the irongrip of mine
Only strongest will survive

I will kill all who disobey me
But before i give them serious pain
They shall feel the animal rage
Death by being a lions pray

Lions have unique way to survive
In this world of tyranny and might
They were wise making their minds
By being assasins by my side

You swirl in an old cursed ocean
Of bestial stench and blood
Gasping rot of your lungs
As fangs tear holes on your skin

You're suffering I'm here watching
With gleam of joy in my eyes
But your bloodsoaked eyes
Won't catch me until on the other side