Roman legions marching on Hills are burning Tribes divided, cowardry Warriors strength warriors faith Are lost, desperate fightings Once united, now divided People is dying Run like ghosts in the middle of the night To save our children Cesar's glory, Casar's lust We're gonna take it Marching marching marching to Alesia Hundred legions wait around the walls Marching marching marching to Alesia Rising power of the mighty Rome The chieves are blind for power The druids have lost the way And Cesar waits The tribes will fight each other The brothers fight each other Like a civil war One by one the tribes are falling down The march of roman army Merciless Cesar's game Legions are moving The last chieves will be put in chains Vercingetorix