Crossing The Rubicon

Hundred years before our Lord
From the cradle to the sword
A sign of what's to come
Of what can be undone

On to conquest, tempting fate
In the footsteps of the great
A consul on the move, he's building bridges

And his enemies enter the field
Knowing their fate has been sealed
Africa, Italy, Spain, and Gaul will kneel

He is crossing the Rubicon
Heading home to where he belong
Born to rule it alone, the glory of Rome
He is crossing the Rubicon
Over the river at last, the die has been cast

Fortune does favour the brave
From the Senate to the grave
This man would seek it all
This man would heed the call

The republic's doom and fall
He's the man who caused it all
Dictator on the move, he's burning bridges

As his grip on the power of Rome
Secured, as he heads for the throne
The 15th of March, the knives would cut to the bone

He is crossing the Rubicon
Heading home to where he belong
Born to rule it alone, the glory of Rome
He is crossing the Rubicon
Over the river at last, the die has been cast

He is crossing the Rubicon
Heading home to where he belong
Born to rule it alone, the glory of Rome
He is crossing the Rubicon
Over the river at last, the die has been cast