From the smell of the blessed lands 
We march for glory to conquer 
In the name of the fatherland 
We bleed the blood of the Gods 
The sun calls upon us 
Legions to free Rome 
I've touched your faith and you've touched my blade 
The moon's lunar rays peek through the mist of the evening fog 
The wind whispers the sounds of war 
Speak to us of domination, avenge oh glorious Caesar 
For thy wounds shall be healed, for all populous of Rome 
Dawn awakens the slumber 
Prepare ourselves for victory 
Arm ourselves with steel of faith 
Engage the enemy 
For everyone they kill, we shall kill ten 
For every moment lost, time never stops 
For every sorrow given a new death stricken 
For every breath I take, I feel the world shake 
Centurion... Move forward 
Conflict, eternal 
Blood centurions 
Internal chaos 
Monarch's of [bad word] 
Pompeii to fall [bad word] Faction) defeat is imminent, Hail Caesar! 
Octavian [bad word] .. 
The civil war is over 
The Battle of Philippi gone 
Long live Gaius Julius Caesar 
As Emperor I shall reestablish the Roman Empire 
Restore its facade born is the Praetorian Guard 
An era of [bad word] 
Border frontiers secured 
Build the foundation lost 
Pax Romana