Lyrics

And when the Romans died The trees they burned began to grow In circles over the village And into the sun It was a railroad car Or perhaps the tear of a princess falling from the sky As she saw her kingdom falling apart And sliding into the sun Sliding into the sun Sliding into the sun And when the Romans died A circle of vultures descended quickly Dressed in black, a golden drawn over the sun Blacking out the sign Blacking out the sign Blacking out the sign