Autumn, 9 Christian era
In unconquered Germania
The blood mingled with the dirt and sweat from the constant battle
I was called to lead my unit, but the instant it began, it was chaos
By day one of the "battle" ended, the shocking result was known
Nearly all my unit had been slaughtered, despite fighting to the end
When the few stragglers came forward, more Germans poured forth
General Varus followed his guide, without a question of his reliability
A German named Arminius, to Germans a hero, to Rome a traitor
For as a younger man, Arminius spent time in Roman hands
His time in their presence taught him their ways, he learned well
By day three of the ambush, this Teutoburg Forest became our grave
We, soldiers, never took the Germans as being anything but warriors
But our Generals saw Germania as just another land to conquer
None of the proud Legions entering the forest came out again
Few men of any Legion were able to escape, let alone survive
Every aquila carried in honor, was lost in absolute dishonor
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