Meet The Enemy

There at these ominous shores of river Saone There at these shores the die has been cast Valour and honour were stripped off their meaning We will not know innocence again At somber nightfall the defenseless were bestially run down Saone stained with helvetic blood You will not shake hands with arrant beliers You'd rather die than turn into minions Freedom was our highest good We ventured our lives Meet the liar This dead black night Our destiny revealed Meet the enemy It will... never be the same At these portentous shores of river Saone There at these shores the die has been cast We saw the true face of the Roman ravener The gorgoneion on the cuirass appeared It was like playing ludus latrunculorum The pieces were made of flesh and of blood Valour and honour bereft of their meaning The blood on your hands will forever stay Freedom was our highest good We ventured our lives Meet the liar This dead black night Our destiny revealed Meet the enemy It will... never be the same It's not us to go under the Yoke. Of that fact the Roman people are witness. We will not bow Meet the enemy Meet the liar Meet the enemy ["Meet The Enemy" tells you about the 'encounter' the Helvetians had with the Roman legions in the year 58 BC ‒ one of the crucial points in their history, for it was basically when the Gaulish wars erupted. So the song is pretty much filled with wrath and rage, upholding the furious spirit...]