After The Battle (...Bottle)

Fight for the glory, defend your land

The day of the battle has come

Axes and swords hear the clang of the shields

The fields like a pool of blood

On the hills burning fires

On the fields blood and steel

Legions of romans encircle our men

Celtic will break the lines

The second assault is rejected with strength

Withdrawal for Cesar's men

After the battle the haul of war

After the battle we drink a lot

Drinking on and on

Celebrate the victory with sweet hydromel

Warriors and women are drunk

One of the chieves steals half of the haul

But the second one rises his sword

... who fucks with the haul?!?

The drunken chieves fight for the haul

Now tribes divided... will fall...