Charging...Clashing
Round up the slaves...
Ponderous march of thunders wake
Armour brightens the distance
Other battle lines await...their days have been numbered
Tyranny Rises
Hail...Centurion..raise thy fists
Hail... fallen empire...Hail centurion...Bronze legion
Not men but legion...war generals unite
the slaughter regime
Ride the chariots of fire
Unstoppable
Hail...Centurion..raise thy fists
Hail... fallen empire...Hail centurion...Bronze legion
Blazing clad war-men on horses of gold
We'll take whats yours
Reputions never lost..spoken in the wind
Like the glory of grand pillars
Generations immortalised in torn lands
Blood and soil smeared on their hands
Tyranny Rises
Hail...Centurion..raise thy fists
Hail... fallen empire...Hail centurion...Bronze legion
Charging... Clashing
To destroy is to rebuild
Rise again from the states hunger and ashes
Roman fires and inner corruption
The bloodstained empire...grace destruction
We'll take whats yours...
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