From the recording The Death of Leaders
Lyrics
[Intro]
“I fought Rome with fire and fear. I crossed the Alps. I drank from death. But even lions must fall...”
[Verse 1]
In the cradle of exile, far from the flame,
Hunted like a shadow, cursed with a name. He once shook the world, with elephants and steel,
Now drinks poison slow, for fate to seal.
Memories of Cannae, rivers of red,
The Roman dead where his vengeance fed. But glory fades like smoke in the air—
The lion of Carthage, alone in despair.
[Pre-Chorus]
The gods turned silent, the sun grew black,
No triumph left, no path back. Encircled, betrayed, by fate and sword,
He chose his end, defied their lord.
[Chorus I]
Last roar of the lion! A war cry swallowed by dust and time. He lived like fire, died like stone,
With poison blood and broken bone. Last roar of the lion! The ghost of Carthage, lost and gone. They feared his name—but never saw,
The man beneath the mask of war!
[Verse 2]
He crossed the Alps through ice and flame,
Brought mighty Rome to knees in shame. But politics and cowards bite—
No sword could pierce him like their spite.
Chased by kings, betrayed by kin,
The world grew cold where he had been. No marble tomb, no endless praise—
Just whispered curses through the haze.
[Bridge]
“Let not Rome take me.”
His final breath, a rebel’s plea. He took the vial, defied the chain,
And vanished into death’s domain.
[Chorus II]
Last roar of the lion! His eyes defied the tyrant’s throne. He bowed to none, no master's call,
He made his stand, then chose to fall.
[Chorus II]
Last roar of the lion! His eyes defied the tyrant’s throne. He bowed to none, no master's call,
He made his stand, then chose to fall. Last roar of the lion! His ghost still rides on winds of war. Though Carthage burned, and time moved on—
The rage of Hannibal is never gone.
[Outro]
“Let Rome remember me… not as a prisoner… but as a storm.”
