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The die is cast.
Just few men
Are going to violate traditions.
The path to the eternal damnation
None dares
To cross that river
With swords in hand
Their motherland will claim blood

Deny the point of return
The streets behind are burnt
No lime will rebuild the past
Once the die is cast

One man will pay his debt
Two men will fight a war
The Rubicon must be passed
Once the die is cast

A hunger
That ties fate
To a man whose ambition will sate.
Scorching lies from the senet.

Among corruption appears
A hope in the streets at last.
Replacing arrogance with fear
Once the die is cast

One man will pay his debt
Two men will fight a war
The Rubicon must be passed
Once the die is cast

Few thousand men
Stand the threat

A tail of events with
The head of a snake
The battle between respect
For the poors and the gold's sake
Clouds of dust
And sand conceal the eyes,
Optimates sweats lies while people dying.
Full of hate, full of fire around a deal
The wheel of fate is turning around
The deaths of the men and
The ideal Full of hate,
Full of fire without a quiver
A die is bleeding beyond the river

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