Enemy ornanizations and oceans of blood
Are the words or our emperor
Slaughter of regular and sinister regrets
After bloody massacre
Soldiers crying and moments of pain
Romans are never the loosers
Enemy alone survived painful
They are treated as invaders of dirty
Hostages are better in the deep of hell
A hostage is helpfull, is only a slave
Beasts prisoner in a cage
Guards to forgotten men
Tomorrow in the arena, eaten by lions
The tic cat with rat
Deportaded, tortured in jail heavy
Inhuman treatment for them
Arrived in rome the only half life
Others are slowly all dead
No hostages, no hostages
No hostages in my camp
No hostages, no hostage
They are best when dead
The few selected survivors eternal slaves
Forever under the whip
Others sacrified as demonstration
Empire and power of force
The last of these animals arena of blood
As christians smembrated in Rome
Two or three of them, smart with the sword
Gladiators became known.
