Trasimene Lyrics

In the mists of morning's light,

By Trasimene, a deadly sight,

Rome's legions marched, their hearts were high,

Unaware their end was nigh.

Hannibal, with cunning clear,

Laid his trap, the foe drew near,

In narrow pass by the lake's shore,

Rome's forces would fight no more.

Lake Trasimene, where shadows fell,

And echoed cries of Rome's death knell,

Hannibal's trap, so tight and fierce,

In memory's pages, it will pierce.

The Romans moved with weary pace,

Into the trap, a tight embrace,

From hills around, the ambush sprung,

And death's cold song was swiftly sung.

Hannibal's men, from all sides came,

In chaos wrought, they lit the flame,

The legions broke, they couldn't stand,

Against the Carthaginian hand.

Lake Trasimene, where shadows fell,

And echoed cries of Rome's death knell,

Hannibal's trap, so tight and fierce,

In memory's pages, it will pierce.

The waters of the lake ran red,

With the blood of Romans, the fallen dead,

No escape, no path to flee,

Only the grip of tragedy.

The Roman consul, brave but lost,

Fell that day, his life the cost,

Hannibal's victory, complete and true,

At Trasimene, the Romans knew.

By day's end, the battle ceased,

Rome's pride was slain, their numbers decreased,

A lesson harsh in war's cruel art,

Hannibal had played his part.

Yet history would tell the tale,

Of how Rome's legions met the gale,

By Lake Trasimene, they found their doom,

In the misty morning's gloom.

Lake Trasimene, where shadows fell,

And echoed cries of Rome's death knell,

Hannibal's trap, so tight and fierce,

In memory's pages, it will pierce.

So remember Trasimene's cold shore,

Where Rome's might was seen no more,

A battle etched in time's grand sweep,

Where the Roman legions fell so deep.