Lightning at the Gates

From the Rhône through the mountains they go As the winter is drawing near, fast approaching change of season is threatening March over mountains an army ascends As their time is running out a desperate move, a brave surprise A threat to Rome comes from the north, through rocks they go Through the ice, through the cold and the snow Over mountains, an army far from home Leading beast and man through the cold and snow Marching, they’re moving on Rome Guided by the stars, light the valley below Break the illusion of their foe As they cross the range where no armies go Marching, descending on Rome From the peaks to the heart of their foe Lead by Gauls to find the way, unite the tribes to show them through the mountains Higher and higher, across the divide Face the odds, the mountains’ wrath, they took the unexpected path To the battles that await them down below Through the ice, through the cold and the snow From the Rhône through the mountains they go Over mountains, an army far from home Leading beast and man through the cold and snow Marching, they’re moving on Rome Guided by the stars, light the valley below Break the illusion of their foe As they cross the range where no armies go Marching, descending on Rome From the peaks to the heart of their Range where no armies go From the peaks to the heart of their foe