Spartacus

Born as a thracian man - enslaved by a roman clan Trained in a ludus cage - escaped with homicidal rage Death comes to them all - I will bring their fall Gladiators with boundless pain - I am the bringer of rain Gladiators have no breath - I am the bringer of death They call me the rebel king - I cause their death in my ring Sky was red, the sun was shining high On the ground 10000 bodies lie A sword, a spear or even empty hands He was freeing slaves and lands Tens of thousands gory insurgents A fight against oppression and commands Spartacus was never getting weak Led them forward – no retreat Death comes to them all - I will bring their fall Gladiators with boundless pain - I am the bringer of rain Gladiators have no breath - I am the bringer of death They call me the rebel king - I cause their death in my ring Soldiers, forces, legions, mindless violence Guided by roman obedience Shepherds, herdsman, slaves on the hills Trained, armed, equipped for uncountable kills 120000 counted their death bills Guided by Spartacus leadership skills Roman soldiers cried for self-defense Befallen no mercy, no innocence " Death comes to us all... there is always a choice But We decide our fates!" (He) Marched up and down the italian lines (He) defeated the romans a dozen times (He) was long considered a mighty dread His legend will never... ever be dead Death comes to them all - I will bring their fall Gladiators with boundless pain - I am the bringer of rain Gladiators have no breath - I am the bringer of death They call me the rebel king - I cause their death in my ring Death comes to them all - I will bring their fall Gladiators with boundless pain - I am the bringer of rain Gladiators have no breath - I am the bringer of death They call me the rebel king - Spartacus