And he says "We are Gladiators"
And I can't help but think
Fighting for what ... but the greatness of Rome.
Like Maximus, between battles
I thought I'd be able to go home ...
be able to rest in fields of my own harvest
but visions of gardens
quickly turn into Carthage
peace turns into carnage,
flowers turn into swords.
My endurance
without assurance;
what the fuck are we fighting for?
My life; a never ending war,
henchmen on the front line,
samurai in my blood line ...
jokes on me
"Fighting for Peace"
is just a punchline.
