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Ten thousand eyes

Behind the walls

All turned to behold

The holy emperor...

Dressed in crimson and steel

He raised aloft his naked sword

And as the Damascus blade

Caught the sun, he spoke thus:

"Noble captains and lords

Brave soldiers ye all!

Fear not the coming

Of the red onslaught!

Thy lances and thy swords

Cuirasses and shields

The fury of the foe

And bequeath unto them

The fierce kiss of death!

Brace in iron thine heart!

Arm with faith your hands!

This day shall ring with your name

For all eternity to come:

Drive deep your steel

Into the enemy beasts

So that the infidel will know

That he faces his masters

And the race of his lords

The progeny of glories old

Sons of Greeks and Romans, all!"