The Centurion Legion

-We Are Made Only For One Purpose-
-To Form Order Out Of Chaos-

The Chant Of This Legion

Fratres! [Brothers!]
Three weeks from now I will be harvesting my crops.
Imagine where you will be, and it will be so.
Hold the line!
Stay with me!
If you find yourself alone,
riding in green fields with the sun on your face,
do not be troubled,
for you are in Elysium,
and you're already dead!!!
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Lo, there do I see my father.
'Lo, there do I see my
Mother, and my sisters, and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see...
The line of my people...
Back to the beginning.
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them.
In the halls of Valhalla...
Where the brave...
May live…
Forever.