Furor Teutonicus by Rebellion
Through mud and through rain our legions drag on
They fall on us like demons, they hit and they run
Attack out of darkness, spreading death and despair
They cut through our rows, an ambush beware
Varus - look what you've done
No way to turn back now
no chance to head on
Trapped - in swamp and in rain
Like phantoms they rise
Leaving corpses and pain
Oh Varus see your forces are bleeding
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