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My dear Marcello,
My peons come knocking at your door
Out of your gates your men shouted, "War!"
They danced and they sang a song of death
My people screamed until they were out of breath.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
My spies are many and my pockets deep
Into your lands they continue to creep.
Dig your caves deeper, maybe they'll stop
Play right into your hands, my armies will drop.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
The oceans are vast and my light ships are many
So they cut through your biremes like their weren't any.
When my horses did land on the beach of your city
The farmers came out and they showed us no pity.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
This one last thing I tell you with sadness
We left your homes our hearts filled with badness.
Why? Because our arms were empty no treats did you share
What kind of person does that? One who doesn't care.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we come back once again.
My peons come knocking at your door
Out of your gates your men shouted, "War!"
They danced and they sang a song of death
My people screamed until they were out of breath.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
My spies are many and my pockets deep
Into your lands they continue to creep.
Dig your caves deeper, maybe they'll stop
Play right into your hands, my armies will drop.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
The oceans are vast and my light ships are many
So they cut through your biremes like their weren't any.
When my horses did land on the beach of your city
The farmers came out and they showed us no pity.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
This one last thing I tell you with sadness
We left your homes our hearts filled with badness.
Why? Because our arms were empty no treats did you share
What kind of person does that? One who doesn't care.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we will be back again.
My horses died and so did your men
Tomorrow we come back once again.
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