Ironfield

Face the greed of a decaying civilization
Get them back to sea and show your pride of warrior
Our destiny is rule and domination
Come, shores of Italy, be mine!

The core of the Roman Empire
is nothing but cradle for war
Byzantium is spreading with fire
But iron is what we hold

A barbarian should be hunted like a beast
Strong and tall and full of lust and low cunning
Enemy commander Totila will die
Come, shores of Italy, be mine!

The core of the Roman Empire
is nothing but taxes and gold
Barbarians will set it on fire
Byzantium will rule them all

S'affaccian le genti romane
Dal foro cadente che fu
Sorgente di glorie lontane
D'un tempo che ormai non è più

The core of the Roman Empire
Is nothing but plunder and mourn
And Italy's got one desire
To finally end the war