Spartacus کے بول

Like a wild beast You've been fighting in the bloody show Slave against slave For the pleasure of the crowd But now swords and tridents Are for your tormentors Never again chains for you Freedom or death An army of slaves Follows you to escape You're ready to die For your rights Freedom is dead Killed by whip of oppression Now the iron bites your flesh Now you can see the tyrant You're spurring your horse And are running to kill But iron continues to wound You can only fall Six thousands crosses on the hill Is the tragic Epilogue of the only just war Of all the times Scream of rage for the free man He wants to break these cruel chains A cry of war of the wild man Death is better than the slavery So die for your rights