Veturae Remembering

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 ordеr
Then they marched away
Thеy 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