Gods of Dust - Stonecast

In blood we trust

In blood we feed the sacred soils

Dodging death for ludus greed

What is it that we fight f or?

Honour’s a lie as the roar of the crowd

Slaves and whores

Stand as one through servile’s wars

Some of us fight

Only ‘cause they wish to die (free)

The thracian, the gaul, the afer and the celt

Brothered by lanister’s mark

Dominus you made us

Gods of the dust

They will know the hunger that we once had

They will feel the flame of a cold desire

Our name resurfaces from the ages lost

Servitude forever is torn

Our day of doom

We’re standing as equal

On the sand

For those who have died unavenged

Spartacus guides our hand

Raise your swords

Grab your shields

Sworn to kill

Doctore’s gladiators

Slaying their masters

Will uprise against Rome

Shaking its ground

Ave, Ave Quintus Batiatus

Morituri Te Salulant

Death before disgrace

Hail

They will know the hunger that we once had

They will feel the flame of a cold desire

Our name resurfaces from the ages lost

Servitude forever is torn

Our day of doom

We’re standing as equal

Blood on the sand

For those who have died unavenged

Spartacus guides our hands