Once we were lords, we were kings, we had it all

We ruled a nation without borders, without name we ruled the night
Ringing the bells, St. Peter said:
It's blasphemy and destiny is calling for you
We said come on, bring it on

Judgement's coming. We'll meet you at the gates

So bring out the wine my friends
Don't let it go to waste
Let's laugh right in his face
We'll write our own tale

Once we were rulers, our words were religion
Now he named us prophets, I called him out:
St. Peter! My soul is not your dirty little plaything
Ring in the bells, come on

So bring out the wine my friends
Don't let it go to waste
Let's laugh right in his face
Remember us, remember us then….

So bring out the wine my friends
Don't let it go to waste
Let's laugh right in his face
Remember us, remember us then….