| Bread and games now - apocalypse later | |
| No matter where the soil is taken from you want your island to be greater | |
| And I say good night lovers good night friends | |
| This is where my story ends | |
| This is where I'll overdose | |
| I challenge your imperium | |
| In your grandiose arena | |
| I'm ready to be sacrificed | |
| To the god of sabotage | |
| Rebels come and go | |
| Caesars rise and fall | |
| Everyone who's not in the arena is a weakling or a traitor | |
| And I say good night lovers good night friends | |
| From beyond the corroding fence | |
| That holds back anarchy | |
| What would I give to have your confidence | |
| What would I give for your poetic license | |
| But my fire eats itself | |
| I challenge your imperium | |
| In your grandiose arena | |
| I'm ready to be sacrificed | |
| To the god of sabotage | |
| I challenge your imperium | |
| In your grandiose arena | |
| I'm ready to be sacrificed | |
| To the god of sabotage | |
| Good night lovers good night friends | |
| Good night lovers good night friends |