| From the smell of the blessed lands
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| We march for glory to conquer
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| In the name of the fatherland
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| We bleed the blood of the Gods
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| The sun calls upon us Legions to free Rome
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| I’ve touched your faith and you’ve touched my blade
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| The moon’s lunar rays peek through the mist of the evening fog
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| The wind whispers the sounds of war
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| Speak to us of domination, avenge oh glorious Caesar
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| For thy wounds shall be healed, for all populous of Rome
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| Dawn awakens the slumber
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| Prepare ourselves for victory
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| Arm ourselves with steel of faith
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| Engage the enemy
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| For everyone they kill, we shall kill ten
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| For every moment lost, time never stops
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| For every sorrow given a new death stricken
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| For every breath I take, I feel the world shake
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| Centurion… Move forward
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| Conflict, eternal
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| Blood centurions
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| Internal chaos
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| Monarch’s of Hell
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| Pompeii to fall (Brutus Faction) defeat is imminent, Hail Caesar!
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| Octavian to rule…
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| The civil war is over
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| The Battle of Philippi gone
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| Long live Gaius Julius Caesar
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| As Emperor I shall reestablish the Roman Empire
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| Restore its facade born is the Praetorian Guard
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| An era of change comes
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| Border frontiers secured
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| Build the foundation lost
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| Pax Romana |