Oh the world would never know,
The chaos that you would sow,
The seeds of wrath in a cup,
And it knows it's time is up,
When Maximus is gone,
The PLG won't take long,
To prove to the earth,
that the shouts would be heard,
Anger and hate.
Maximus's legacy,
Will be more than it can be,
Enemies cannot see,
The rage that flows through
the Polish blood in our veins,
Nothing more they can do,
Until the wounds clean when it rains,
The Lancers will have their way,
When it is Maximus' day.