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Trinovantes by Imperial Vengeance Lyrics

Genre: rock | Year: 2009

The wetlands morning light reveals a distant glimmer, sun on spears
And shields, and thus we stand transfixed 'pon radiance that seemed so fair
Within the range of mortal sight

"Arweddwr chan ’r torc ag chreuau cara
Danio 'n ddialgar fam, 'r achubwr chan ’n cenedl"

They came upon the East wind's keen, their sails hung high against the masts
Of mighty galleys, moving fast through waters that at once did seem
To guard our heartland, home and shore: this green and blessed realm
The Angel isle, through sword and helm was 'ere so defended
'Gainst invaders from the forеign shore

"Arweddwr chan 'r torc ag chreuau cara
Danio 'n ddialgar fam, 'r achubwr chan 'n cеnedl

And thus the seers’ words did speak
Of a wolf cub snatched and borne on high
By Eagles who at once did cry their lonely call from darkening skies
And yet the grey child did survive, the thousand fathom fall to earth
And thus an empire great was built upon the blood of untold numbers
Spilled, forever in the name of Rome:
And when they brought both sword and brand unto our Isle, our motherland
There didst so rise our goddess bright with burning eyes
Whose anger bought such dread and clamour; striking fear unto the foe
Purge the unclean through fire and cross
Impale the heretics, desecrate their gods
Burn out the memory of the whip-scarred backs
And the years we spent beneath the heel

We march upon the wings of night, with deadly blessing, ’gainst the blight that dwells
Within the once strong walls of great Camuludonum

The infants cries and warriors screams
The sound and airs do haunt the dreams of the distant tyrant as he cowers
Behind the outstreched bloody arm of war

Screams heard in the Senate House
The witch-tongue of the wild
When mothers rave and howl and crave: Their vengeance on their children dead, defiled
They put false trust in mighty walls in towers of indomitable stone
The words of the seer now doomfully clear, the cowering wolf revealed as Rome

The heroine of the Age has passed but will rise again once more
When the tides of time are flowing fast and fall upon our shore