Matt Alber - Beotia Lyrics
A crimson star o’er BeotiaThe fierce flames of a Roman sonShall burn forthright our chariots gold and grey.And yet trembling beside me nowThe bravest born of Beotia.His thunderous heart resounds withinForever joined in valor by the sword.And should rivals upon us treadAnd spill our blood on BeotiaBehold high o’er ChaeroneaYour lover riding victoriousThe fiercest flames now a fiery shield,Our steed and our chariot await...Should death cleave unto destinyRemember us dear Beotia,Your loyal lover's Sacred BandWhose fate with courage laidA force with which all earthly fear was stayed.