Bravery displayed by each side None seeked shelter, none did hide Their faces directed towards foe Causing wounds with every blow Neither then or before
Chill the air, although only september Silent the woods as in deep slumber Here in Germania, slain by Cheruscan hand The glory of Rome has come to an
A saviour that failed to save, preaching lack of will A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha's Hill The coming of a messenger, promises of a
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. Invictus! Invictus! I have
Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! 'Rome is above nations, but thou art over all' Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken
ihre Seele (Behold the red dawn in the east! The world is a fire! Behold the red dawn in the east! Liberate thy soul) If Caesar crossed the Rubicon,
Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Celebration in the city of
Clad in armour, strong of will Eye for an eye, kill for a kill "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Cross and half moon in total war "Allah Ahkbar", "God
