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7 times a hundred roman souls |
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46 centurions slain on Gergovia's hill |
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700 skulls to celebrate the gods |
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As they bless the name of Vercingetorix |
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The eagle spreading his wings |
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Has darkened our sun |
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Our forage destroyed, |
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Our crop is watered in blood |
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Legions invincible march of Gaul |
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One by one tribes are paying the toll |
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I heard of a hero who would stop all of this |
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And reign over Gaul as a king |
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I heard of a man who will triumph over Rome |
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Vercingetorix |
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Caesar entrenched camp outside their fort |
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And captured a high hill from where he laid siege |
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Centurions advanced |
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To ensure the Gauls have surrended |
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Legions invincible launch the attack |
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One by one tribes pay the toll |
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Oblivious of what's hidden within the walls |
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Gergovia the glorious had a new king |
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Hailing their leader the Gauls shouted loud: Vercingetorix |
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Caesar roared as the legions charged |
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Ordering to retreat - recedite!! |
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Blinded by blood thirst his army attacked |
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and ignored his command |
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Crying for victory marching to death |
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Hailing "Caesar, Caesar!" to their last breath |