Strong wheels of our chariot
And our finish is still far.
And powder flasks are full of gunpowder.
And under siege will be your threshold.
We’re gladiators and Colosseum is our world.
Trusting in providence we will flog.
And dodging from enemy’s stones
We’ll clutch the sword rusty from blood.
We’re not waiting for goodness, there’s no need in compassion.
You shouldn’t think and decide for us.
Are you with us or not, think twice
After all, you cannot escape the fate.
We are gladiators and accepting the fight.
We’ll go over the heads and overcome obstacles.
We want stand with you, shoulder to shoulder,
Like animal artel, we will fight for the truth.
And it will be a pain, blood and screams.
There will be a feast for crows.
And let our faces to hunt
You, after our death.
Nevertheless, became immortal in centuries
One of hundreds of hard foreheads.
Who ruled everything in his own hands
And in the rebellion gathered slaves.
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