I can tell you're thinking of some place you'd rather be althought you're here with me.



You're acting so distracted and your eyes are always checking on the time.



And now you're telling me you've really got to go,



you say you're sorry and you'll call me but I know





There's a chariot waiting with the wheels on fire,



the dark velvet strains of a midnight choir,



and you don't hear me now,



no, you don't hear me at all,



no, not a word at all,



Rome will fall.





You would be mistaken if you think I'll play the victim in a loser's game.



I'm not one for revenge but then again I really think it might be fun.



And while you're looking for the lions to go free,



they'll be invisible to everyone but me.





There's a chariot waiting with the wheels on fire,



the dark velvet strains of a midnight choir,



and you don't hear me now,



no, you don't hear me at all,



no, not a word at all,



Rome will fall.





There's a chariot waiting with the wheels on fire,



the dark velvet strains of a midnight choir,



and you don't hear me now,



no, you don't hear me at all,



no, not a word at all.





There's a chariot waiting with the wheels on fire,



the dark velvet strains of a midnight choir,



and you don't hear me now,



no, you don't hear me at all,



no, not a word at all,



Rome will fall.



Rome will fall.