| I enter this arena ready to kill
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| I’m thirsty urging for blood
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| And thrust my sword into other man flesh
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| Inviting him to the unknown
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| In every man’s fall I can hear a scream
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| Echoing out in the air
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| Voices of many are calling for me
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| Maximus the Spaniard
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| I can feel the despair in the action
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| No matter they try
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| Killing the fields
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| Burning all through the nation
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| I will ride I will take them high
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| Hold the line stay with me
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| What we do in life echoes into eternity
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| Patres, Roma Victor
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| Patres, Unleash Hell
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| Companions of battle I summon thee
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| To compel the barbarian hordes
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| We brave shall face the Elysium Fields
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| Imagine it and it will be so
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| As long as I walk through these quiet wheat fields
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| I think of her Spanish eyes
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| I long for my home upon Trujillo hills
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| I long for the eyes of my child
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| Now it’s the right time to hail all the heroes
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| Of Roman Empire
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| Caesar waits for you all in this battle
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| For the will of SPQR (*)
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| Hold the line stay with me
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| What we do in life echoes into eternity
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| Patres, Roma Victor
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| Patres, Unleash Hell |