The pain of flesh will squeeze you The torment of soul will put you to death Rome will rise, Rome is eternal Obey our Gods, bastards of Jahve Longinus... Your spear will raise the wrath Longinus... Weapon of raging force We feel the anger the voice of our blood We see the future, of an empire to rise Mighty gates of an eternal kingdom Built from honour, fire and pride Hold the spear, that stroke through his flesh Hold it before us, that drank from his blood Symbol of force, oh Spear Of Destiny Guardian of blood, bearer of empires Longinus... Your spear will raise again Longinus... Your spear will rule the men Longinus... We hold the Spear We are... The Men over men