Victoriatus — Rotting Christ

like the ocean that roars everything I have done echoes in my ears but can never be undone

the battle has offered the passion and the heat I can not be denied triumph or admit defeat

I remember now vigorous I had been really cruel but somehow so glorious no man's ever seen

may we be the first to know the first to see the glory to bow what else could it be? the victory I foresaw

I honor the past I carry the future I'll make it last I live up to our culture

in memory of those who've crossed my path I keep them close in times of death

the battle has offered, the passion and the heat I can not be denied, triumph or admit defeat I remember now vigorous I had been really cruel but somehow so glorious no man's ever seen