Triumph of Steel
Campfires on hillsides resemble stars in the sky A grim mise en scène for what will be our last night Forty-five foes for each of our swords All dreams of glory now lost, we plead with our Lord Almighty, have mercy! As the sun sets behind the mountains, we lie in wait in grievous despair We sense the footfall of thousands as their retinue arrives in the square Now into this plaza filled with majesty, silver and gold Treads our emissary of God, bringing salvation for these wretched souls Words of disrespect and threats of bloodshed prompt a signal for our cannons to fire Our cavalry assaults, prepared to fight to the death for God and the empire We rise from our hiding places and follow the thunder of our guns Our rapiers slashing cotton and flesh we charge towards the only one Scores of them fall into a bloody mass Their axes cannot cleave the Castilian cuirass The grand army of the mountains now flees Behold the triumph of steel! Two thousand foes lie slain, yet our troops stand The son of the sun has fallen in our hands The empire of the mountains is now on its knees Behold the triumph of steel!
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