Crossing the field where the wind howls our name
Distant memories sang a song of a despair
We fought for 8 long years, we tortured our soul
Now I march through paths that will bring me back home!

"As a rule, men worry more about what they can't see than about what they can."
"Cowards die many times before their actual deaths."

They have forsaken us to be crucified on cross!
their greedy souls will now burn in fire!

For one of my man we will kill ten!
For every fallen head will not fall in vain!
We're crossing the river that brings us home
Rubicon brings us war!

As long as I hear the wind whisper in my ear,
And these mighty land in front of my eyes
Only one thing I wish to see...
To rise above them and victorious to be!

"Mother, your brightest light that shines and show us our way home!
Father, the greatest star up high, your son is coming to you!"

For one of my man we will kill ten!
For every fallen head will not fall in vain!
We're crossing the river that brings us home
Rubicon brings us war!