Dove l'italia nacque - Draugr

«We crossed the mountains, we sailed the seas, under the shadow of the eagle we

lived

Leaving behind us sufference and fire

We are the sons of Vitulean Empire!

To conquer proudly and enslave in terror, we sons of Mars, we march!

A pool of blood will be those battlefields

We’ll fight and die until the fall of the cross!»

«Look at those ancient fields, where vexilloids of war

Moved by the winds of Amma inspired us victory!

The black wolf is our guide, for foe’s demise!

As Marsicans we are know, we lead a bloody rise!»

Hidden in the mountains that overlook the sea they prepare for fray

Sharpening their pagan blades and sacrificing virgins

For a sure and flawless victory

Even the children are proud sons of the wolf!

«Rise!

Here they come

War we shall deserve to every foe who walke the land of boars!»

«We are the sons of Vitulean Empire

We praise the gods of destruction and fire

We hail the wolf, to the legend we aspire

We bear a sword for Vitulean Empire!»

«Samnites ancient strategies once defiled the battalions of roman empire

Now you dare to face again a land that denies

The slavery and weakness of your new deity

We’ll crush the cross upon the face of your newborns!»

Supra Picenum Vestini, er Maarsi, et Peligni, et Marrucini, atque Frentani

Saminitica gens, montana tenent