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