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Once a soldier, free and strong, where I truly did belong
But Rome's cruel hand, it found its hold, a fate in chains, a story sold
To Capua's dust, a brutal game, Lentulus' name, a mark of shame
A warrior brought down to his knees, a spectacle for Roman ease
Oh, the anger, deep and cold, a future stolen, bought and sold.
Whispers in the dark began, two hundred hearts, a desperate plan
But our secrets, they were found, chaos broke on hallowed ground
Only seventy, with fire in our eyes, fought our way out, beneath the skies!
Vesuvius' peak, our rebel stand, a burning torch across the land!
From chains to swords, a righteous might, we shattered darkness, seized the light!
Spartacus! The name they fear! For every slave, a freedom tear!
No longer broken, no longer bound, the will of liberty, unbound!
We seized their wagons, armor, blade, a Roman force, a foolish parade
They sent their soldiers, small and weak, against the freedom that we seek
Word spread fast, like wind through trees, borne on desperate, hopeful breeze
Thousands came, from field and town, where Rome had crushed them, worn them down
A burden heavy, on my soul, to make these shattered pieces whole.
I felt the call, a sacred trust, to turn their suffering into dust
An instrument of justice honed, a tyrant's empire overthrown!
Vesuvius' peak, our rebel stand, a burning torch across the land!
From chains to swords, a righteous might, we shattered darkness, seized the light!
Spartacus! The name they fear! For every slave, a freedom tear!
No longer broken, no longer bound, the will of liberty, unbound!
Legion after legion came, to try and douse our rising flame
With untrained hands, but burning will, we met their might on every hill
He forged us one, from scattered pain, a brotherhood of sun and rain
A symbol strong, resistance's plea, a profound will to be free!
Vesuvius' peak, our rebel stand, a burning torch across the land!
From chains to swords, a righteous might, we shattered darkness, seized the light!
Spartacus! The name they fear! For every slave, a freedom tear!
No longer broken, no longer bound, the will of liberty, unbound!
The chains may fall, but freedom's cry, will echo 'til the day we die!
Spartacus! A name that rings, the song the enslaved man sings!
Forever free! Forever brave! From every master every grave!
