We Who Are About to Die

Blood on the sand
Where the gladiators stand
Thunder from the gods
Who deal in the fate of man

Hail Caesar
Those who are about to die
By turn of his hand

Roar from the mass
As they bay for blood to spill
Hail, Caesar stands
To bring this game of death to life

Those Who Are About to Die
We Salute You
Silence, a warriors stands
With an axe held in both hands
Hail, Caesar stands
All eyes fixed on his hand