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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 |
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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 |