Heathen
you do not know the ways of the Romans
Barbarian, slave,
be sure to stick in your place
Serve your master well
and you will be rewarded
But rebel and you will come to
know a punishment even greater than death
We shall set your fields a blaze,
and in horror you shall watch as we slaughter your children and rape your women
Like lambs their blood will be shed
but in vain it will be spilled on the ground
Your women will weep and they will cry
but on your knees prostrate there will be nothing you can do
This is the cost of insurrection
when you defy an empire that stood unchecked for thousands of years
let others see you as an example and not as martyr
What goes around
must come around
This is the will of Mars
and the way of war
Romae Summum