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We march to a certain death

At the first sunlight the end is coming

If we couldn't see the mighty the republic falling

We'll be glad if our people laugh free

The mighty gods succumbed to our forces

We stepped on Jupter's cock

Wolves defeated, one by one

The leaders, allies and sons

Through the dark nights were heard

Echoes of our screams of beasts

The mark of the brotherhood melting shackles

That held us to the whips

The king of slaves

The one who brings the rain

Who slayed the shadow of death

And defeated Rome again

Hail! Hail! King of slaves!

Hail! Hail! Blood and sand!

Hail! Hail! King of slaves!

Hail! Hail! Spartacus!

I can't light the last flame

I'm a shadow of a dying man

Always be my warrior's purpose

To die with honor, no pain

The king of slaves

The one who brings the rain

Who slayed the shadow of death

And defeated Rome again

The king of slaves

The one who brings the rain

Who slayed the shadow of death

Spartacus became my name