March!
For blood must be shed for the glory!
Father of Lions, bless my blade.

From Mars to Jupiter
Ascend like the sun!
Torch of stars, crimson cap,
Rays of light!.

Lions march! For the death has called brave brothers.
An open sky awaits, thee Shine like the sun.
Murder thy enemies. Bathed with thy blood.
Feast on their suffering. Wrest the light from their eyes!

Spears will fly.
Shields crash.
Helmets fall.
And swords will shine!

Mithras!
Bless me with light.
Feed me with wrath.
Raven my foes.
Ravage their spirits!

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