Rome fell, Hannibal has prevailed
The free ones are exterminated or jailed
No more law, just the whims of cruel overseas idols
Those who survived are turned to the scum
Oppressed and absolutely dumb
No hope, all complaints and prayers from this abyss are idle
But we haven't forgotten
The glory of Rome
We trust that one day
We'll bring back our home
In our tabooed dreams
Battle lines of iron
Standards crowned with eagles
Rebirth of the Empire
In the night of Rome
We bring near the daybreak
Even dead will rise when legion calls
We're hiding in the dark heart of Carthage
We're still reliving that carnage
But cowards turned themselves into fatherland haters
They catch leftovers from the table
They think that our shame is stable
And glorify the generosity of the Carthage liberators
They will never bribe us
With their false well-being
They play as worthy men
But their contentment stinks
We will brush away
The dust of the traitors
There's no sight more fair
Than death of the dictator
In the night of Rome
We bring near the daybreak
Even dead will rise when legion calls
