Spartacus

	— A. —
	The day is gone
	The sky is red
	A bloody shine deceitful peace
	It's just a break
	The fighter's need
	Tomorrow's sunrise waits for more
	Soon the final dance begins
	In the early morning sun
	Think of tomorrow
	Yesterday's burden
	Nearly forgotten
	In a corner of your mind
	There's heaven above you
	A starry blanket
	You dream in the darkness
	Of tomorrow
	— B. —
	Sky so blue the sun is shining high
	On the battlefield you see them die
	Fighting bravely never getting weak
	There's no mercy in this dust and heat
	Spartacus stands, sword in his hands
	Drawing a blood line all around
	Fighting so hard for a new start
	He stands like a rock
	In the surge of the sea
	No one comes near
	Suddenly the soldiers realize
	They need more men to survive this fight
	All confused you see them dash away
	losing now but they come back some day
	Spartacus knows, though he has won
	Too many men of his army are gone
	For him and his friends there is no chance
	To fight again for their liberty
	Never be free
	Thousand faces without hope and home
	Kind of death will be the choice of Rome
	Crucifixion of a lion's food
	Human victims of an age so cruel
	Glory and wealth, Power of Rome
	Built on the shoulders of millions of slaves
	Spartacus knows, though he was close
	Their chance is gone
	It was all in vain
	There'll be more blood and pain

	A.
	The day is gone
	The sky is red
	A bloody shine deceitful peace
	It' s just a break
	The fighter' s need
	Tomorrow' s sunrise waits for more
	Soon the final dance begins
	In the early morning sun
	Think of tomorrow
	Yesterday' s burden
	Nearly forgotten
	In a corner of your mind
	There' s heaven above you
	A starry blanket
	You dream in the darkness
	Of tomorrow
	B.
	Sky so blue the sun is shining high
	On the battlefield you see them die
	Fighting bravely never getting weak
	There' s no mercy in this dust and heat
	Spartacus stands, sword in his hands
	Drawing a blood line all around
	Fighting so hard for a new start
	He stands like a rock
	In the surge of the sea
	No one comes near
	Suddenly the soldiers realize
	They need more men to survive this fight
	All confused you see them dash away
	losing now but they come back some day
	Spartacus knows, though he has won
	Too many men of his army are gone
	For him and his friends there is no chance
	To fight again for their liberty
	Never be free
	Thousand faces without hope and home
	Kind of death will be the choice of Rome
	Crucifixion of a lion' s food
	Human victims of an age so cruel
	Glory and wealth, Power of Rome
	Built on the shoulders of millions of slaves
	Spartacus knows, though he was close
	Their chance is gone
	It was all in vain
	There' ll be more blood and pain