Mountain Battle Song – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
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In the summer of that year we moved the men down from the highland Our bodies were tired but our beds warm and dry In the valleys the tribes had formed their secret alliance That morning our general moved us east across the Rhine
Long live the Emperor!
Drums beat down the valley through the forest in the distance And coming from all sides we heard cold and savage cries And as the sun set that night we knew we’d meet the resistance But we didn’t know that we, the sons of Rome, were going to die
Fall of the Emperor Fall of the Emperor
My wife, she writes to tell me of our little Praetorian And in the Forum there’s talk of more wars on the way And I think as I lie here beside three fallen legions Die for what you believe in, not the gold you get paid
Down with the Emperor! Down with the Emperor! Down with the Emperor! Down with the Emperor!