A battle in the night is just
Sparks of metal over metal,
Curses, screams and smell of fear.
And ghostly white light
From indifferent stars above,
Looking at scared men running around.
Celts and romans
Different ways to curse,
But same shiny colour of blood
Same smell of fear.
I can't see the river
I know the water's red.
I can't see my enemy
But I know he's around me.
Blood on my eyes,
Blood in the mouth.
I don't fight for glory,
Nor for an emperor sitting so far away.
Now I fight for my life,
And no reason is better.
I only kill to survive,
Just to see another day.
Brothers and citizens,
Sons of the empire,
Let's close the ranks,
Let's raise the spears.
Let's show these savages
The legion strength.
Let's bring our laws
In these forgotten lands.
Back to rome
We will have glory
Women and wine,
More than you dream,
To rest our bones,
To heal any wound.
Let's close the ranks,
Let's raise the spears
These little men
Come from the south
They have dark skin
And women clothes
But when they fight,
They fight like devils.
They want our lands,
The holy forests,
The ancient oaks
And the snowy fields.
If gods have planned
Our defeat tonight
Let it be, but
They will pay
The highest price
For each one of our lives
Brothers and citizens,
Sons of the empire,
Let's close the ranks,
Let's raise the spears.
Let's show these savages
The legion strength.
Let's bring our laws
In these forgotten lands.
Back to rome
We will have glory
Women and wine,
More than you dream,
To rest our bones,
To heal any wound.
Let's close the ranks,
Let's raise the spears.
Celts and romans different
Voices, but same colour
Of blood, same smell of fear.