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Standing near the great river |
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The italic Goddess of Death will press |
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The white father will be taken and imprisoned |
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Castle and palace will burn |
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The reign will last six thousand years |
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Then it will be destroyed |
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Two thousands years were vain, two thousands years were law |
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And two thousands will be malignant |
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Roma Divina Urbs - you'll be the light for us |
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Roma Divina Urbs - your sign we always await |
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Here we'll receive the king-destroyer, the Antichrist |
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Satan will free from stumps, 'cause one thousand years were completed |
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In your vales we'll raise the throne, to your honour we'll fight |
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Moist with myrtles, laurels and big beeches you will rise again |
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Roma Divina Urbs - cage of the hateful bird |
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Roma Divina Urbs - den of every impure spirits |
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You are the Hunger - brought by the starvings |
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We are the devourers - and mean is our presence |
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You are the naked death - soaked in the huma |
