They came from the south
And their numbers grew
Burned down our homes
The eagles' banner blew
We won't adore
Your roman gods
You started war
Now pay in blood
Ride - Fire burns the skies
Bloodshed and cries
Won't take it no more
Raise your swords up high
We'll make them die, we're
Disciples of war
Fire eats flesh
Steel merge with bone
Rip off their hearts
Force them back to Rome
Ride - Fire burns the skies
Bloodshed and cries
Won't take it no more
Hide from the light
Strike in the night, we're
Disciples of war