Furor Teutonicus

Through mud and through rain our legions drag on

They fall on us like demons, they hit and they run

Attack out of darkness, spreading death and despair

They cut through our rows, an ambush beware

Varus - look what you've done

No way to turn back now

no chance to head on

Trapped - in swamp and in rain

Like phantoms they rise

Leaving corpses and pain

Oh Varus see your forces are bleeding

No escape from the Teutonic Wrath

Oh Varus see your pride was misleading

In the storm and the everlasting rain

No escape from the Teutonic Wrath

Leave the civilians from our baggage to their fate

Get out of this trap before it's too late

There is nowhere to run, we just can't make a stand

Our legion is butchered as it gets out of hand