Fight and crush them
Let's hear the cries of dying men
Strive through the dust
To make them feel our anger!
They're so strong!
The wary will prevail
Nothing to fear
We are the most skillful men on Earth
Hold the standards!
Protect the Aquilifer!
The infantry gives a thrust
To break their bones, to cut their throats
The time which I as well as you, have desired
To prove ourselves supreme
To take the glory back
In Rome's name
Kill! Kill! Cornuti hold the line!
Die! Die! Braccati give the slash!
Kill! One by one they shall fall
Under our domination!
Nothing to fear
When you are the best
Roma bright, the Sun which lights our glory
Roma ceaseless, our waves of fury
Roma triumph is near
I take this town for me
Argentoratum
Countless dead bodies
Lay upon the Gates of Tartarus
Wounded, half dead
Men who taste the depth of Acheron
Kill! Kill! Cornuti hold the line!
Die! Die! Braccati give the slash!
Kill! One by one they shall fall
Under our domination!
Nothing to fear
When you are the best
Roma bright, the Sun which lights our glory
Roma ceaseless, our waves of fury
Roma triumph is near, I take this town for me
Argentoratum
Light me up!
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