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