Roman march on the world

       Roman march on the world

By A.R.T

They come from the boot of the world

Clad in iron and mail bearing the sigil of the wolf

And eagle like a serpent they encircle and swallow our lands

For this is the mighty march of rome


The ground shakes in the wake of their march

Vast is their empire and quenchless is their hunger

Their might is endless as they send legions to take our lands


They wear fur of wolves on their heads and carry swords of iron

First they offer peace to separate us

then they send leigons to slay us

Like a serpent they slither

This is march of rome on the world



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