II) Gladiator (Trilogy) - Silent Force

Circus Maximus

Was a time, in a land, at a place faraway

In a place we know as Rome

Many years, torn away, fades the distant memory

Try to think, what was life, when you knew one thing

That was please your king or die

Was a way, as a slave that you could become free

Masses will bet on his name

Women lust after his fame

The gladiators face is masked by pain

His wife and child will be slain

Promises someday he’ll take revenge

Against the one who’s to blame

The one who’s to blame

Was a time, that he led, many men through the mud

All in honor of thier king

Counts the days, till he’s done, where he wants to go is home

Then he’s called to the tent, where he finds he is dead

That was murdered by his son

In his grief, then he turns and announces he is free

There is a price on his head

He then escapes with tears shed

The gladiators face is ripped by pain

His wife and child have been slain

Vows that someday he will take revenge

Against the one who’s to blame

The ones who’s to blame

We will live if we work as one

He must stay alive to meet them

The gladiators face is ripped by pain

He is well on his way

Falls beside the one, he has revenged

Strength and honor, no shame

Honor, No shame