It's many years we fought for land,
for home and pride, for living
And though it's many men we lost
the end is worth the giving.
But now we're standing our last ground
and our destiny we're facing
For our gods, for our children
and the women of Alesia.

Now Alesia is a fortress
with her walls both strong and gracious
and here we're standing our last ground
for the gods we hold so precious.
But now two walls stand tall outside
and they leave us isolated.
And before we die, we'll say goodbye
to the women of Alesia.

Alesia she has fallen
and my brethren fell to slavery
while I am here in prison walls
I'm jailed for showing bravery.
And the mob outside is crying
for my head, the head of Gaul.
But ever since, all that I hear
is the women of Alesia.

Wesley Hollander