I accomplished the wishes of yours, Me and those of my sort. I won't recognise you any more For my bloody lord. I standed it enough Knealing in the blood, But I won't take it anymore, From you, nor your filthy gods. Spartacus is my name, I am the leader of the former slaves, This final battle leads us to Or straight to the freedom of our graves.Birth sign: Cancer
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