[Verse 1] Beneath the whip and scorching sun, Where men are broken, but not undone, A silent oath, a vow to fight... (Verse 2) Born a slave, but his spirit soared, No master’s lash could tame his roar. With burning eyes and heart of steel, He vowed to bring Rome to its knees [Pre-Chorus] Sword in hand, with a rebel’s cry, He stood against the tyrant’s lie. Through the storm, through the flame, The world would tremble at his name! [Verse 3] In the arena where the brave meet doom, He turned their death into Rome’s gloom. A gladiator’s heart, a king’s fierce pride, No empire’s wrath could turn the tide. [Pre-Chorus] Sword in hand, with a rebel’s cry, He stood against the tyrant’s lie. Through the storm, through the flame, The world would tremble at his name! [Chorus] Rise, Spartacus, the flame The chains are broken, we cry out your name. Rise, Spartacus, our light, For freedom, for glory, our very last fight [Bridge] In the final stand, with death so near, He faced the legions without fear. A hero’s fall, but a legend’s rise, In every tear, the eagle dies. [Bridge 2] On crimson fields where empires fall, His voice still echoes, a battle call. Through fire and blood, his spirit fights, Guiding the lost through the darkest nights. [Chorus] Rise, Spartacus, the flame The chains are broken, we cry out your name. Rise, Spartacus, our light, For freedom, for glory, our very last fight [Chorus 2] Rise, the chains are dust, Your battle cry ignites our trust. Rise, in the hearts of men, Your spirit lives, again and again. Spartacus rise!
