The rain is cold where the Eagle lies,
around it a great legion dies.
back in rome a small bird flies.
its been waiting for the day a legion dies.
An emporor waits sitting at home,
for the senates decision under the dome
back on the field the soldiers moan,
while the general cries hes all alone.
Dont lose your eagle he was told
but the fight took place in the bitter cold
he thought he would be so bold
as to attack the mighty barbarian hold.
Soon the legion was overthrown
but wheres the eagle? its still unknown
when the Eagle fell the cut was to the bone
Now he knows he cant go home.
Now go back under the dome
where the senate makes a decion for rome
as the general cries because he cant go home.
another legion leaves the gates
while a devestated emporor waits
will those men go meet their fates?
or will they win and reopen the gates?
but forever on the field will that eagle wait.
for the final legion has met its fate.
