Taken from foreign lands
For freedom they must take a stand
With trident and dagger in hand
Kill them as fast as you can
The people are filling the stands
Thumbs up or blood on their hands
With axes in both of your hands
Kill them as fast as you can
Right out of the gates
Fortune and freedom await
Hail Caesar the Great
Blood becomes your fate
Right out of the gates
The lions are lying in wait
Use the others as bait
Blood becomes your fate
Broken by whips and chains
For freedom they entered these games
Chances of fortune and fame
Killing them all just the same
The people are filling the aisles
Blood lust and devious smiles
With axes in both of your hands
Kill them as fast as you can
Right out of the gates
Fortune and freedom await
Hail Caesar the Great
Blood becomes your fate
Right out of the gates
The lions are lying in wait
Use the others as bait
Blood becomes your fate
Right out of the gates
Blood becomes your fate
Right out of the gates
Blood becomes your fate

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