(?) Of a distant (?) (?) voices (?) (?) Son of Carthage (?) (?) From this day, I will rise (?) (?) (?) (?) tremble at the hands of the enemy. (?) (?) Oh let the sun, shine upon you. Rise my son, avenge your father (?) this glory (?) With fire Father, on this day I promised to never be a friend of Rome to treat them as a mortal enemy this promise I make with my blood. I am the son of Carthage and let the blood of Rome flow in the oceans of war (?) (?) thousand spears descending (?) (?) (?) In honor of my father, we shall rise again. Again. There is no place to die, there is no end in sight (?) only death (?) Forgotten (?) (?) wasted lands King of all kings (?) (?) (?) mighty power Warriors of (?) Fear me, for I am Hannibal!