We are bonded by blood, Sons of the soil beneath our feet, A tribal brotherhood of war And we know how to die well. Mighty legions of iron and steel Dashed to dust by the battles travail Famished wolves befogged with blood Our vengeance now, our funeral pyre Warrior Queen, bursting from hell Flaming eyes and the God's wrath. To die as one, free from the lash In the dark tumult of slaughter. Terror shrieks of bitter dread Druids spitting spells, Feed the crows on Roman flesh Ghosts and grinning skulls Slayers and slain as one in d**h In the seething ma** of scourging war. Dream followers and nightmare givers Through murk and mire we ebb and flow As vipers we, in the name of Rome Let it be done As famished wolves befogged with blood Gore whetted scythe and pilum hail Ravenous dogs, slaughtering haze k**ing blows quelled by groans Of fallen champion's swords in hand. We die as one, free from the lash In the dark tumult of slaughter Terror shrieks of bitter dread Slayers and slain as one in d**h In the seething ma** of scourging war.