Course of Constantine Lyrics

Rome divided, an Empire in turmoil
The Banner of the Eagle claimed by Emperors three
One Tetrarch on a mission to save the Western Empire
Son of Sol Invictus, known as Constantine

Upon the battlefield they’ll meet with the usurper
The army of Maxentius waits where the Tiber flows
Down by the Milvian Bridge, Rome’s fate will be decided
Against superior numbers, Constantine’s legions go


Sharpen your swords, Warriors of the Wolf breed
Ready your shields, for bloody work is nigh
The enemy broods within, barbarians at the borders
But though we are outnumbered, the Sun God’s on our side


The campfires burning high, the troops exhaust and weary
The Emperor cast a glance towards the heavens
Within his vision rose a multitude of flying shields
Bearing the sign of the Christian martyr

A sign from Heaven sent, a mission dawned in Constantine
The foreign prophet could finally be his saviour
His troops were ordered to adopt the Christian heraldry
In the Lords name would come the greater glory

March!
With swords held high!
For the greater glory!

To battle! To battle! Fear not, for we are blessed
This magic icon shall ward from steel and arrow
Victoria! Victoria! Today we’ll win the field
Maxentius’ men will drown in tears and sorrow


Sharpen your swords, Warriors of the Wolf breed
Ready your shields, for bloody work is nigh
The enemy within, barbarians at the borders
Fear not that we’re outnumbered, the Lord is on our side


The waters of the Tiber foamed in blood red crimson
As Maxentius’ soldiers were pushed towards the shore
Inspired by the omen from a foreign saviour
Fought Constantine’s men as they never did before

Maxentius defeated and drowned beneath the waves
Victorious Constantine approached the gates of Rome
As Emperor of the West he donned the victor’s laurel
Proclaimed a new religion to end all Heathendom


People of Rome, sons of Sol Invictus
Daughters of Isis, born from the Eastern sands
Saved are your souls, for a new god has risen
Hail to the Redeemer, born as Son of Man!

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Thus from an Empire torn, was born the Curse of Constantine
A minor cult was sold towards the masses
To strengthen policy, suppress individuality
As long as people don’t realize their losses

Dogmatic views suppressed widespread matriarchy
And thus a long dead prophet rose as godlike being
Replaced the threefold Goddess with the Holy Trinity
A self made Book of Lies installed as mankind’s treaty

A servants robe now hides our mothers glory
And the sun’s light is shadowed by a crossbeam

Thus came the Curse of Constantine!