A ship raises sail Heads out to the sea Ready for the enemy's defeat As Naiads of woc We bear down upon Messina's straights With flaming bolt Ballistae of bronze: We're ready to board! Red churns the sea With enemy blood Trimeres sinking ablaze Neptune doth claim the dead! Black smoke filling the air The depths shall be our grave! O! Glorious day! We are baptized in blood! Our name shall be In remembrance of thee: We shall hence be known As "The legion of the straits"! What destiny commands Lies in distant lands... Desert sands And cruel Gods The blades of Judas Masada falls! Let them rejoice They know not That these walls Shall be their tomb! Sunrise is come Mithras guide us forth! Into the thick of war Where heroes rise Breast-fed by wolves The blood of fallen foes! Frater, steel thy heart And take up your sword: There is killing to be done! Fell deeds - fire and blood! Frater, steel thy heart And take up your sword! O! Glorious day! We are baptized in blood! Our name shall be In remembrance of thee: We shall hence be known As "The legion of the straits"! What destiny commands Lies in distant lands... An oath sworn on battlefields The promise of the ironclad: I swear to bleed by spear and lash But never, ever shall I retreat!