The Last Centurion

(Verse 1) In the shadows of Teutoburg’s trees, Where the Roman legions fell, A warrior stands with memories, Of that fateful day to tell. His armor bears the scars of war, A testament to battles lost, With sword in hand, forevermore, He fights, no matter the cost. (Pre-Chorus (Latin Choir)) Fortis et audax, centurio noster, Adversus tenebras, pugnat in aeternum. Salve, ultimo defensor, virtute coronatus, Gloria tua aeterna, in cordibus nostris. (Chorus) The Last Centurion, brave and true, Fights for Rome, fights for you. In the depths of Teutoburg night, He stands alone, our guiding light. (Verse 2) Echoes of Varus and his men, Resound within his soul, Ambushed by Arminius’ plan, In his heart they make him whole. Through forests dense and shadows deep, He marches ever on, For honor lost, for comrades’ sleep, A hero until the dawn. (Pre-Chorus (Latin Choir)) Fortis et audax, centurio noste