The Capitualtion of Vercingetorix (Folkodia)

Proud warlord now kneel, Defeated, wan and in shame At the Caesar's sandaled feet... All these valleys that once were thine Now, are stained with the blood Of the finest sons of Gaul... All these hills that you once called home Are now shadowed by the emblem of Rome: The eagle perched atop an iron SPQR... Proud warlord now crawl, Behind the chariot that drags thee Through the streets of Rome... The howl of the crowd Rings like the curse of curses To thy once proud and noble ear... Proud warlord now die... In agony and torment, die! Your blood doth stain the arena's sand...