The March to the Eternal City - Triumvirat

The March to the Eternal City       Marching on a dusty road They are on their way to Rome Countless slaves to go to war And they are fighting not alone On their way so confident They are carrying missile and spear The desperation disappeared And victory is near In the sea of blood and bones Sands of time stand still Dying on the dirty road Spartacus has come to kill ''(Instrumental)'' On their way so confident They are carrying missile and spear The desperation disappeared And victory is near