progressive
seattle
metal
progressive metal
djent
roman
operatic
7string guitar
female fronted metal
roman progressive metal
Lyrics
We the few, the fierce protectors of Roman arms
Defend in the honor, for the glory, secure the light
Retain the virtue of the strong the faithful man
Who void of sentiments will strengthen his intellect
Sick and yet you smile
Threats and yet you smile
Disgrace and yet you smile
Use the strength within you to take control
Hate and yet you smile
Exile and yet you smile
Death and yet you smile
We are the men who strive to enrich our own lives by expulsion of all the desires
We are the ones who take all our failing emotions and keep them from all our resolves
Immune to misfortune by rights as a sage whose virtue is right, thus truly free
Adept at amending our will to suit the world
Hearts free of anguish will hold the key to peace of mind
Those free from passion will live a life utmost divine
Falter not from the strict devotions that you choose to lead your life
Tend to thoughts that seek to cleanse thy self of urge to go astray
We are the men whose minds are free from the chaos embedded in weakness of heart
We are the ones who fend off the evils of vice by use of our temperance and sense
Conscious of the rule that everything is subject to the laws, the laws of fate
Following a righteous path for all our good
We live. We breathe. Our way of life is founded on the good that lies within our souls
We're all but citizens of the world