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In 480 B.C. 300 men stood strong

   Their foes came from the sea, the battle had begun

   They shot their arrows high, and blotted out the sun

   The 300 knew the battle could not be won

   They made their final stand, by morning they would fall

   As free men they'd die by Leonidas' call

   "The God - King will bleed", the Spartans could stand tall

   The 300 gave their lives as freedom's final wall

   Xerxes' hordes, barbarians, immortals

   To enslave the whole of Greece

   Xerxes' hordes, barbarians, immortals

   To enslave the whole of Greece

   Leonidas climbed, blessings he sought

   By the Gods decree, no war be fought

   But the Ephors lied, by Persians bought

   Leonidas left, 300 men he brought

   They took their shield, their spear and blade

   And left to meet the Persian raid

   The phalanx's strong, the Hot Gates' blockade

   It was suicide, the plan he'd made



   He threw his helmet off, his spear shot through the sky

   Their legacy lives on, the day these Spartans die.