Roman was my childhood Soft clothes and clean lines Pillars and mosaics Baths and fine wines Law and order But then they marched away Never to return Betrayed and deserted At the mercy of the wars. Mercenaries of Vortigern Fearless of laws. Crossed the seas Hundreds upon hundreds To dispossess me To rob my native land To rob me of my land
They think we have become an easy prey Law and order Then they marched away They massacred our leaders At a table set for peace Hengest and his henchmen Murderers at the feast Alarm and terror blazed across the land They hope to drive us out. Out of history
But a strong island people Yield not so easily Arthur pins them to the East Drives them back into the sea He strikes fear deep in their hearts He is a savage man Arthur our King