Nordic Discord Challenge Genre: Hip-hop Theme: The Roman Empire ▶️ Lyrics Yeah Red sky Ancient eye They call it the fourth rock I call it a throne You hear the stories You know the tone They got the name all wrong It's Mars Ultor Mars the Avenger Bow your head son Show some reverence The crimson planet Crimson cloak in the black Protector of the portal My martial arts make marital hearts get torn apart I'm the god of the start The war before the war The gleam on the gladius The grim on the face Marching through marches Leavin' mangled grace Furious focus A focused fury The story of glory ain't a sweet and sour story see The wolf and the woodpecker watch from the wood My sacred shield stands Like a soldier should For Quirinus For Rome This is my solemn home Break my border You're meetin' a brutal poem Mars The morning star of mayhem Master of the fight Mars My Roman reign of red My righteous raging light Shield and sword My sacred word I stand before the storm Mars The god who guards the gates In grim and glorious form They talk of Ares All chaos and carnage with no cause My conflict has a purpose My power has its laws I am the field of fences The firm and final wall The spear that spits at shadows Standin' straight and tall The legion's loyal legacy A line that never ends The defender of the dwelling The dread I dispense My mantle is the marrow in the mountain and the stone The patron of the pater Defendin' hearth and home So when the barbaric banners breach the border in the east They meet the metal of my might The beast that feasts on beasts Mars The morning star of mayhem Master of the fight Mars My Roman reign of red My righteous raging light Shield and sword My sacred word I stand before the storm Mars The god who guards the gates In grim and glorious form The blood on the battlefield fertilizes the future My duty is dreadful A divine kind of suture I stitch up the scars of the seven great slopes With a grimace and grace I hold all the hopes Of a people who pray not for peace But for power to persist A violent vow for their villas to exist Yeah Mars Gradivus The one who marches forth Mars Quirinus The state's divine source They look to the sky and see a star I look down and see my scar The protector The punisher The peace that comes from a prepared war Ultor Always
