I, the vermin
The leader
The failure
Brother
I shall not weep
When you meet your doom
Not again shall I be your savior
This nation is moribund
You just can't see
We have to align with the mighty
Lose your soul or lose your life
In the name of Gallia
In the name of my tribe
In the name of my greed
I became the minion
In the name of the Gauls
In the name of the kneeled
In the name of the fold
The name of the sold
I became the lie
Brother, I shall not weep
When you sail to the Isles
Atlantic or otherworldly
Be my sentence, be my punishment
Be the sword to pierce my heart
You dared to contest
My dear-bought crown for glories extinct
You waged to evoke
My wrath, my weakness
And my innermost craving for
Gallia
In the name of my tribe
In the name of my greed
I became the minion
In the name of the Gauls
In the name of the kneeled
In the name the fold
The name of the sold
I became Rome's slave
Dumnorix, I did quite weep
When I betrayed us all to save us all
At the threshold of our demise
Be my penance, be my nemesis
For I sold my soul
In the name of Gallia
Welcome me, ferryman
In the name of my greed
Welcome me, ferryman
In the name the Gauls
In the name of the kneeled
In the name of the fold
The name of the sold
I came to die