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Palene: |
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As I watched from the shadows in disbelief, Spartacus left the arena. He had defied the authority of Rome and would surely pay with his life. I ran through the labyrinth of passages until I came to the gladiators cells. A barred window was between us, but I thrust my arm between the bars towards Spartacus. Bathed in sweat and running in blood he reached out and for a fleeting moment placed his hand over mine. |
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Place your hand |
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(Can't you feel me so close beside) |
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Over mine |
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(Don't want to be so far away) |
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And seal this bond |
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(Now and forever) |
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For all time |
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Somewhere deep in my mind |
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Is a subconscious fear |
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The mists of time |
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Are drawing so near |
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Still you light up |
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My darkest hour |
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With a love so strong |
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We have laughed |
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We have cried |
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Together |
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All along |
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Place your hand |
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(Can't you feel me so close beside) |
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Over mine |
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(Don't want to be so far away) |
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And seal this bond (Now and forever) |
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For all time |
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With the tears of the past |
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Still wet on my lips |
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l wonder how long |
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These feelings will last |
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But the fire |
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That's burning inside |
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ls all that l need |
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To know |
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That you |
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Are near |
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Right beside me |
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Place your hand |
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(Cant you feel me so close beside) |
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Over mine |
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(Don't want to be so far away) |
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And seal this bond |
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(Now and forever) |
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For all time |
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There were some times |
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l questioned you |
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Right or wrong, who knows? |
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And the answers |
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They still hold true |
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Our love will stand the test of time |
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The only real one of it's kind |
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For all time |
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If my spirit was free! |
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If my spirit was free |
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It would always be with you |
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To release those dreams |
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So hidden from view |
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The darkness |
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ls fading above us |
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And all that we ask |
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Just a chance |
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To be free |
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Again |
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To be free again |
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Place your hand (Can't you feel me so close beside) |
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Over mine (Don't want to be so far away) |
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And seal this bond (Now and forever) |
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For all time |
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If my spirit was free! |
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Time |
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Can't you feel me so close beside |
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Don 't want to be so far away |
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Now and forever |
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Time |
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Place your hand |
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(Can't you feel me so close beside) |
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Over mine |
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(Don't want to be so far away) |
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And seal this bond |
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(Now and forever) |
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For all time |
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HAWK CRY |
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Palene: |
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It had been three years since we were taken prisoner in Thrace and brought to the slave markets in Rome. There we were sold to the school for gladiators in Capua - I to work in the kitchens, Spartacus to fight and kill in the arena. And every time l watched him fight, l prayed for his opponent to die and so give him another day of life. But Oenomaus had not died and for Spartacus who had planned and waited for this moment there was no turning back. |
