Hundreds of years before our Lord From the cradle to the sword A sign of what´s to come And what can be undone Only to conquest and to fate
In the footsteps of the great A consul on the move He´s building bridges as he proved
His generals enter the field Knowing that fate is sealed From Africa to Spain and Gaul will kneel
He´s crossing the Rubicon Heading on to the heaven on Born to rule and not alone The glory of Rome He´s crossing the Rubicon Over the river at last The die has been cast
Fortune favours the brave From the senate to the grave
This man would seek it all This man would be the call The Republic´s doom and fall He is the man who caused it all Dictator on the move He´s burning bridges as he proves
The thirst for the power of Rome Secures the gears for the throne The fifth is a month and a nice looking throne
He´s crossing the Rubicon Heading on to the heaven on Born to rule and not alone The glory of Rome He´s crossing the Rubicon Over the river at last The die has been cast
He´s crossing the Rubicon Heading on to the heaven on Born to rule and not alone The glory of Rome He´s crossing the Rubicon Over the river at last The die has been cast