To our enemy, the children of Arius,
To those who we feared most.
Like a storm, apon us, you came.
Unexpected, you conquered the world.
Against us, Rome, you set your dear sites.
Against the east, your attack, you now sprung.
Yet in your strongest, stronger than most,
Like the twilight storm you are,
None saw your ending so young!
You dissappeared, along with waste.
And your purposeful evil, we turned to good.
Yes, dear Arius, your children live on.
They come in all who apose the truth,
Yet, Arius, one thing you forgot.
It is reason that let's us see the world.
But when our rule, our glasses disagree.
It is reality, not the rule that stands true.