Testo di Panem et Circenses

Awake, O' serpent of my heart It is time The sun stands high and unfaithful crowds await Thee Redemption in their eyes and stone at hand The arena hungers for your venom Let the games begin Bring in the lions Bring in the beasts It is time to confront the masses with their fears, a sober moment a shred of truth to gaze into an honest mirror a disturbance of their sleep Violent teeth and claws untamed and fierce reaches far and cut deep into the empty eye It is time to let the bitter venom flow through this embodiment of emptiness And the blood shall run free like words And the bones shall form stairs to the future Now, unfaithful spectator are you satisfied? Did you come close enough to feel the lion's breath? One day soon you shall be the sacrifice a nameless grave of the past Protagonist your time is now