Soldier of Pompeii

Vulcan, vent thy rage
Shake the mountain
The skies set ablaze
Even so, my watch goes on

Honor-bound and stern
To the cruelty of Fate
I have not cried aloud
Nor turned on coward heel

In smoke and fire our world is lost
This Day of Wrath the Sibyl had foretold

Death shall reap with his curvéd blade
When all is lost and the sun has failed
The halls of Dis shall know my name
Welcome, soldier of Pompeii

Let fire rain from above
And acrid smoke billows roll
They'll ever find me true
Still here, at my post
For my watch goes on

This brazen door
Shall be my Golden Gate
When Chaos reigns
My duty I shan't forsake