During the last few days I have composed five verses. They wouldn't fit together, though, to make a rounded story. But when I came up with the 4th verse today, the other verses fell into a pattern. I haven't decided yet if I will need a chorus at all. Maybe "Spartacus" will remain a A-A-A song, just a few verses, no chorus, no bridge.
we broke through your lines
and taught your legions fear
when you thought us besieged
we attacked you from the rear
the rural hands we trained
prepared them for the battle
to defeat your mighty legions
and chase them just like cattle
if it wasn't for betrayal
you'd never have stood a chance
so you made me their hero
when you pierced me with your lance
the slaves you once abused
who worked your fields and mines
have learned there can be freedom
beyond your enemy lines
now you think you that can humble
the proud men they had become
and make an example of
who had fought like one
tied to their crosses
soiled, and half-decayed
there still will be the message
that they have conveyed
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