Thousands of cruel warriors They bring only death Leading imperator You're losing breath His brain covered by wrath and heart full of hate Selfish hunger for the throne in his eyes you can read Dressed in a war-suite he drank the blood of brave men He was sure that their power will come into his veins He loved courage over all and most of all his weapon Sword that so many times was killing his enemies Imperator Once somebody put poison in his cup He will never again drink for victory There's not any crying around his grave Only the burning cross will be burning on Imperator