"They are on their to Rome

Countless slaves to go to war

And they are fighting not alone

On their way so confident

They are carrying missile and spear

The desperation disappeared

And victory is near

In the sea of blood and bones

Sands of time stand still

Dying on the dirty road

Spartacus has come to kill"

WWG1WGA "Fanfare for the Common Man"

We are of the Host that serves the Lord of Hosts.

We cannot be defeated, for even in death, we are victorious.

Who can stand against the Lord and His Host? No one can.

No one. They will fall and we will prevail. WWG1WGA