The wind, the wind
Is on our side
It blows, it blows
Waving Britannia's tides
The valor, the valor
One more time to be proved true
We ride, we ride
Break Three Ranks through
The pila, the pila
Can't catch up with our speed
Your flanks, your flanks
Are going to be our feed
Look, look the bloody standards rise
How can we let freedom through our fingers slide
War cry, war cry
Never stop until the last Roman dies
War cry, war cry
Never stop until the last Roman dies
Is on our side
It blows, it blows
Waving Britannia's tides
The valor, the valor
One more time to be proved true
We ride, we ride
Break Three Ranks through
The pila, the pila
Can't catch up with our speed
Your flanks, your flanks
Are going to be our feed
Look, look the bloody standards rise
How can we let freedom through our fingers slide
War cry, war cry
Never stop until the last Roman dies
War cry, war cry
Never stop until the last Roman dies