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Sand that once was held in Roman hands slipped through their fingers

Now, their second chance is in my hands

We’re reuniting Rome

March! Join in the new crusade

Hail! Take up your old mantle

March! After the darkness fell, Roman light is returning

March! Join in the new crusade

Hail! Standing at Naples’ gates

March! This is your time to choose – glory or decay

Nothing numbs the pain for me

I try in vain to carry on

Autumn of souls!

Nothing frees my heart from her

This tether is hooked into my core

Autumn of souls!

Death, before and on Naples’ walls

Weeks gone by to no avail

We need a break, for time is short

And winter is on the horizon

March! Join in the new crusade

Hail! Standing at Naples’ gates

March! Needing a safe way in – now we may have found it

March! Into the aqueduct

Hail! Sappers are digging deep

March! Clearing a path for men to slip into the city

March! Join in the new crusade

Hail! This is your last warning

March! Open the gates or else we will sack the city

March! We have a way inside

Hail! No need for more to die

March! I’d rather this be bloodless, but Naples will be ours