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| 1. |
| 3:13 | 
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| 2. |
| 6:22 |
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| 3. |
| 3:56 |
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| 4. |
| 3:54 |
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| 5. |
| 3:09 |
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| 6. |
| 2:41 |
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| 7. |
| 2:35 | 
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It was shortly after nine
When they started a new time Blood was flowing In the gladiator's school Things we perfect, things were cool Faith was around When the news was spread around Freedom is the sweetest sound You can hear And the hero of them all "Spartacus", you hear them call "Where do we go?" Dreaming of freedom is easy to do You have to fight and win But never lose From the nearby hills and woods Men and women joined the troops Without fear And the hero of them all "Spartacus", you hear them call "Where are we going?" When the Roman soldiers come We will soon be on the run Heaven knows Dreaming of freedom is easy to do You have to fight and win But never lose Building a new world Where hate isn't known A good kind of people With rules of their own |
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| 8. |
| 8:46 |
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| 9. |
| 7:38 |
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| 10. |
| 3:16 |
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| 11. |
| 3:37 |
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