The Fires Burned High And Long Into The Night The Day The Eternal Empire Died

The crowds called for his head for daring to question the rightness of their culture of war and theft-
For his saying the Empire would die unless, that repentance was their only hope left-

As the mongrel hordes he warned of, battered down the gates of the hallowed home-
Of the evil which dared to temp the gods by surpassing even the evil of Rome-

The fires burned high and long into the night, the day the Eternal Empire died-
The cries of the recently widowed, raped besides the body of their beloved did not subside-

For many a day and night until the sacked Cities were left to the rats and vulture-
The decaying dead were carrion, no living thing left cared about their self pride in their forgotten culture-

The Ole Dog!