Vae Victis

The Legend of Brennos Lyrics: Long ago when Gaul was young The Celts did roam the land As summer passed and harvests done War was close at hand Sing of the warrior Brennos From the land of the Senones Marching his men south Down the Italian roads The Romans thought Their will was done But Brennos raised his sword The battle at the Allia won With Vae Victis on his tongue Sing of the warrior Brennos From the land of the Senones Marching his men south Down the Italian roads From the battle Rome did run The Celts stood at her walls And as the ransom weighed in gold Brennos gave his call Sing of the warrior Brennos From the land of the Senones Marching his men south Down the Italian roads Then Brennos cried Vae Victis With his sword upon the scale And so with iron in his hand He carved himself a tale And so with iron in his hand He carved himself a tale