Under The Wings Of Aquila

I've marched through the mud

Under the lash of a thousand ruins

I've marched across the sands

Of lybia, to battles a world away

My body bears the scars

Of swords and spears that missed

Enemy at rows that failed to kill -

For the wings of aquila protect me

I marched for rome

In the ranks of the 6th ferrata:

I bore the standard high

Of the fighting ironblades!

Under the wings of aquila

I've never known no fear!

Under the wings of aquila

Victory was ours to claim!

I can still hear the thunder

Of marius' voice barking orders

O'er the mighty din of war

In the black forests of germania:

"You are the ironblades!

Hold the line! Raise your spears!

Fight until the end

Or 'ere aquila's wings are red!"