In the midst of north the ground are shaking,
The strong matches of VI legions' in woodland,
Whole road was covered of redness color,
Sounds of the march makes the woods terrifying,
As deeper they get the darker and scarier it gain,
But a great lion lead that can bring them to glory.
They met the tribes' of barbarians in the plain
Lands,
They howling like a pack of wolves,
The great lion Antonius, prepared his army,
Shield are up as arrows were launched,
Antonius side was very organized,
That the enemy forces forcefully retreat.
As the first day of the battle ended,
Antonius fame has gone up for fighting
Alongside with his army, as night came,
They nor feast or celebrate, Antonius
Was not satisfied from a worthless victory,
Day by day death in dreadful day.
And three years passed the fight was near
End,
Antonius conquest is near complete,
As he conquered many lands in the north,
As this great lion led his army to the last
Settlement of barbarians', he uses he's hand,
As flame came out of it,
Terror in the eyes of the barbarian people.
Flames around Hell in the eyes,
Coldness and tears at the night,
As Antonius burning down the buildings,
days passed the people of the barbarians',
Have not yet eat, starvation defeat them,
And surrendered to Antonius.
As the conquest end feast and celebration,
Thee Antonius as he raised his sword,
They look upon him as they said,
Praise the lion of the Rome,
His men was a double-edged sword of loyalty,
That a seeds of ruin lie in wait.