[Verse 1] THE die is cast! The die is cast! The fatal Rubicon is passed! And I am now thy foe at last, Proud Rome! [Verse 2] And as the Carthaginian swore Against thy State eternal war, So do I swear, high Heaven before, Proud Rome! [Verse 3] The might of Christendom may be Galled with thy yoke of slavery And kiss their chains! But I am free! Proud Rome! [Verse 4] Yes! Undismayed at thy renown, I scorn thy favour and thy frown, I trample on thy triple crown, Proud Rome! [Verse 5] O thou hast held o'er many a land Fell Superstition's iron hand; But thou shalt lose thy high command, Proud Rome! [Verse 6] Yes! thou shalt fall! 'tis Heaven's decree! And happy shall that mortal be Who lives thy ruin dire to see, Proud Rome! [Verse 7] Here one poor Saxon stands alone Thy firm but feeble foe — aye, one! But myriads shall assail thy throne, Proud Rome! [Instrumental] [Bridge] Proud Rome! Son of perdition! The harlot who sits on seven hills! Oh Little horn! Oh man of sin! Oh beastly power of antichrist! [Instrumental] [Verse 8] And He whose brightness gives them light, Shall hurl thee from thy giddy height, And turn thy glory into night, Proud Rome! [Verse 9] I see the dawn of that bright day! I see the darkness flee away, And Christ assert his rightful sway, Proud Rome! [End]
