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Falling … falling… the walls are falling
Screaming… screaming… you’ll be screaming
Bleeding… bleeding… your men are bleeding
Women… weeping… for u they will be weeping

Blood and guts grime our swords
Heads on spikes pleasure our gods

Standing… standing… tall and mighty
Reaching… touching… the heavens above
Daring… willing… to conquer all
To ascend the albs… to touch on the skies… triumph in our grip… till the eternity


Elephants, men and horses
As ghosts we move concealed
Through forests and rivers
Obscured from eyes we march

Through mountain rims we cross
Blizzards we all defy
All tribes we tame
To our cause they strive

Many they fall
Engulfed by snow
Weariness will never
Put us down

At last we see
The green fields ahead
The gates of Rome
Will rumble now


Battles and clashes
History will amend

Kingdom made
From soil

And to soil
It will return

Under our feet
Mere ruins

It shall
Buuuuuurn

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