Hope

                                  Whoa



Scorched earth we left

A barren land of ash

Our fatherland laid waste

Be the void our fucking monument



At a laden dawn

At this ominous morn



Pila loomed on the horizon

Talons of the wolverine

Exanimate legions formed

At the very gates of Avaricum



Believed invulnerable

This Gallic wall

But straight out of nowhere

Before our eyes this goddamn bane arose



Thus Avaricum burns

Under a dead sky

Avaricum drowns

In blood and demise

And demise



Siege towers emerged

Protruding from the ground

Standing out against the threatening sky

As if to mock all valiantness



Face to face

With an eye-leveled enemy

Serried Roman ranks

Embattled upon our hold



Yeah

Whoa



Cut off and trapped inside

As the carnage was at hand

As the creak of the winches extolled our doom

The slaughter befell Avaricum



Death siffered the Oppidum

Left to pillage sack and rape

Avaricum, the brave

Became Avaricum, the grave



Thus Avaricum burns

Under a dead sky

Avaricum drowns

In blood and demise

And demise