You Die in Roma

My new name highly-acclaimed
I've lost the old one along with my freedom
My identity engraved
In a wooden dagger, a gift from my owner

At first, I rip off your surrender-fingers
And let you make the choice
Leave the sand as a wounded man or
Leave the sand as another dead slave

They threw you only rotten fruit
Your blood is not worthy to cover my flowers

The day I will claim my liberty is so close
I miss that smell of light
I saw heaven once, I want come back

My face carved in the marble
As a tribute to the house I fight for
A notch on my training sword
For every life I take

I have been used to call the rain
To grow the harvests and ask for divine blessings
I was taught to make ink with my opponent's tears
And write the chapter of your empire

They threw you only rotten fruit
Your blood is not worthy to cover my flowers

The day I will claim my liberty is so close
I miss that smell of light
I saw heaven once, I want come back

Today I'll get back my liberty stealing yours
I feel that smell of light
I saw heaven once, I'm coming home

The day I will claim my liberty is so close
I miss that smell of light
I saw heaven once, I want come back

Today I'll get back my liberty stealing yours
I feel that smell of light
I saw heaven once, I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Tommaso Santo Monticelli
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