Apostata (Imperator Fidelis) - Ancient Rites

«Apostata», One without religion, a name given to Thee

That is how one sees Thee, through the eyes of history

But as a pupil and writer of the ancient Hellenist school

«Fidelis» more appropriate, Thou embraced a more Ancient Rule

People and Senate of Rome

Thou could not rely on Heathen Frankish Legions Allies to count on

history cannot be changed, irony or a trick of fate?

For Reformation Thy Life too short, Thy dream came too late

Philosopher, Man of Letters, Military Commander

Whilst Rome Christianised, Neoplatonic Pagan Defender

Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire

Restoring the Old Rome, enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire

In the haste of pursuing a retreating Sassanid Foe

Taking only Thy sword, Front line, though

Choosing speed over caution, in 363 AD

A spear infliced a mortal wound, causing The End of Thee

AGAINST THE GALILAEANS!

KATA GALILEON!

CONTRA GALILEOS!

KATA GALILEON!

Philosopher, Man of Letters, Military Commander

Whilst Rome Christianised, Neoplatonic Pagan Defender

Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire

Restoring the Old Rome, enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire

«Apostata», One without religion, a name given to Thee

That is how one sees Thee, through the eyes of history

History cannot be changed, irony or a trick of fate?

For Reformation Thy Life too short, Thy dream came too late

Against the Galilaeans!

Kata Galileon!

Contra Galileos!

Kata Galileon!

APOSTATA!

APOSTATA!

Libanius the Theosophist wrote, it was Treason causing your fall

A spear hired by the Clergy against whom Thou stood Tall

APOSTATA!

APOSTATA!

It was Basil of Caesaria, who ordered The Kill, later made a Saint

Well at least so John Malelas from Antioch always claimed

Restoring Ancient Temples, casting out politicians corrupt

Not even two years Thy Rule, Your Reing ended abrupt

For Life does not treat kind the Idealist Nostalgic Soul

Those chasing Dreams lost, must burn for Once… For All

«Apostata», One without religion, a name given to Thee

That is how one sees Thee, through the eyes of history

History cannot be changed, irony or a trick of fate?

For Reformation Thy Life too short, Thy dream came too late

AGAINST THE GALILAEANS!

KATA GALILEON!

CONTRA GALILEOS!

KATA GALILEON!

AGAINST THE GALILAEANS!

KATA GALILEON!

CONTRA GALILEOS!

KATA GALILEON!