I've marched through the mud
Under the lash of a thousand ruins
I've marched across the sands
Of Lybia, to battles a world away...
My body bears the scars
Of swords and spears that missed
Enemy at rows that failed to kill -
For the wings of Aquila protect me...
I marched for Rome
In the ranks of the 6th Ferrata:
I bore the standard high
Of the fighting ironblades!
Under the wings of Aquila
I've never known no fear!
Under the wings of Aquila
Victory was ours to claim!
I can still hear the thunder
Of Marius' voice barking orders
O'er the mighty din of war
In the black forests of Germania:
"You are the ironblades!
Hold the line! Raise your spears!
Fight until the end
Or 'ere Aquila's wings are red!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
