Proud warlord now kneel,
Defeated, wan and in shame
At the Caesars sandaled feet
All these valleys that once were thine
Now are stained with the blood
Of the finest sons of Gaul
All these hills that you once called home
Are now shadowed by the emblem of Rome:
The eagle perched atop an iron SPQR
Proud warlord now crawl,
Behind the chariot that drags thee
Through the streets of Rome
The howl of the crowd
Rings like the curse of curses
To thy once proud and noble ear
Proud warlord now die,
In agony and torment, die!
Your blood doth stain the arenas sand
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
