You Die in Roma

My new name highly-acclaimed I've lost the old one along with my freedom My identity engraved In a wooden dagger, a gift from my owner At first, I rip off your surrender-fingers And let you make the choice Leave the sand as a wounded man or Leave the sand as another dead slave They threw you only rotten fruit Your blood is not worthy to cover my flowers The day I will claim my liberty is so close I miss that smell of light I saw heaven once, I want come back My face carved in the marble As a tribute to the house I fight for A notch on my training sword For every life I take I have been used to call the rain To grow the harvests and ask for divine blessings I was taught to make ink with my opponent's tears And write the chapter of your empire They threw you only rotten fruit Your blood is not worthy to cover my flowers The day I will claim my liberty is so close I miss that smell of light I saw heaven once, I want come back Today I'll get back my liberty stealing yours I feel that smell of light I saw heaven once, I'm coming home The day I will claim my liberty is so close I miss that smell of light I saw heaven once, I want come back Today I'll get back my liberty stealing yours I feel that smell of light I saw heaven once, I'm coming home