Many a year ago, there was one br And that one grew to few br And that few to many br And that many became one br And from that one, came strength br br But there was one who left br Betrayed by the people called one br The one people accumilated a pride br A pride that the one people could not fight or hide br br And so the unity of the one people became numb br One by one, the end was to come br To those that all the people had once been one br br And the one who vanished, who was first betrayed br Who was hated, murdered, then in his grave now he laid br Was the one that existed many a year agobr br Julius Victoriobr br