00:01The quickening pulse
00:06The deafening roar of the ground
00:14Kill him!
00:16And the bitter stain of blood
00:21In the air
00:23One day you may recount grand tales of glory in the arena
00:34These are the hands that saw Spartacus to deserve it, El
00:38You find yourself elevated from slave
00:42To dominus of your own house
00:45The House of Ashen
00:47Disblemished by constant defeat in the game
00:50It's the best the House of Ashes could conjure
00:58Caesar
01:00This wizard to Capua presents unexpected delights
01:06Impressive
01:08Yet offering falls short
01:11We must present unknown delights to ignite the crowd
01:15The gods manifest unexpected gifts
01:21One I would see towards advantage
01:24You've fought before, but not against such as I
01:29The fear that my fall has already been ridden
01:32They hold that they stand above us
01:36But in the arena
01:42We force our own fate
01:45With our will
01:49With our hands
01:53Let's kill this city that we tower above all others
01:59Underestimate Asher
02:01At own
02:02The gods themselves could not cry me loose
02:07The gods themselves could not cry me loose
02:11I'm not coming back like this
02:14You are never looking for me
02:16Rules of depression
02:22But I can never hope or a vagabond
02:24You are of gods
02:25You
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