Tomorrow’s Sun Songtext
von Judicator

We′ll play it smart, no brash attack
We'll land afar and close the circle again
So keep in mind the spirit here
We′re liberators, no, not conquerors

The sun, its rise is gradual yet fills the sky
And we, alike the sun, will rise and dominate the land below

(Kill, maim, burn!) I push, grind!
Here confusion reigns
(Kill, maim, burn!) We crack, drive!
At Ad Decimum
(Kill, maim, burn!) I push, grind
Here confusion reigns
(Kill, maim, burn!) We crack, drive
At Ad Decimum


Outside Carthage, my good friend John
He smashed the Vandals and killed the king's brother
When Gelimer, the Vandal king
Came on the scene, he fell to his knees

My brother, he lies so broken, torn, and glassy-eyed
The sad king, he stopped his army there to bury Ammatus

(Kill, maim, burn!) I push, grind!
Here confusion reigns
(Kill, maim, burn!) We crack, drive!
At Ad Decimum
(Kill, maim, burn!) I push, grind
Here confusion reigns
(Kill, maim, burn!) We crack, drive
At Ad Decimum

John pursued the king of Vandals for days
While I marched and took Carthage
Open arms greeted us at the gate
Tomorrow's sun will rise on African Rome