They march in array like a silvery snake They stomp past our rivers and lakes They come from the South, force peoples to bow Swear fealty to Rome, then march on Nothing can quench their hunger for land Yet German proud tribes will not bend Arminius will lead us, to scatter their ranks Rush from the wood to their flanks
We appear in an instant, into them we run I clutch my spear, the battle’s begun
Emerged for the ambush, charge from the trees Forest behold our victory Skull and shield split, spear and sword clash On Teutoburg soil the Eagle we’ll smash
(Pt. II – The Roman)
We march through a hades of foliage and cold We legions of Rome, strong and bold To bring our culture, our right and law Gloria imperii for Rome Barbarians lurk, the forest's their lair They are animals covered with hair Even trees glower, tell us to run Back to our sweet wine and sun
They appear in an instant, into us they run Wielding my gladius, the battle’s begun
Emerged for the ambush, charge from the trees Forest behold our defeat Skull and shield split, spear and sword clash On Teutoburg soil the Eagle was smashed
(Pt. III – The aftermath)
When the slaughter was done only corpses remained Germans and Romans in death the same Three legions gone, invaders knocked down Bloodred broken eagles, staining the groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
