[Spartacus]:
Now look how high the Eagle flies
He once was king of all the skies
Oh, but see how easy he dies
Caught on the sword of liberty
They trained us
They made us strong
But gave us nowhere to belong
We know what we're fighting for
And if we can win a battle
Then we can win a war
The Hawk's on the wing
And in a world of such insanity
I fight in the name of humanity
I want only one thing
To be free again
Yes the Hawk's on the wing
And I will live by both cunning and claw
Till above them all, in freedom I'll soar
Once more
So I defy the Eagles might
So keen his eye... so swift his flight
So unprepared for the light
What have we got to be frightened of
They bought us
They taught us well
But made our lives a living hell
Oh! We know what we're fighting for
And if we can win a battle
Then we can win a war
The Hawk's on the wing
And in a world of such insanity
I fight in the name of humanity
And I want only one thing
To be free again
Yes the Hawk's on the wing
And I will live by both cunning and claw
Till above them all, in freedom I'll soar
Once more
"Voices"
Now see how fast the Eagle turns
Too great to change
Too late he learns
Oh, the flame of freedom still burns
It burns in the heart of every man
They'll hear us
They'll fear us, yet
It'll be a day they won't forget
When we get what we're fighting for
We've already won a battle
So we can win a war
The Hawks on the wing
And in a world of such insanity
L fight in the name of humanity
And I want only one thing
To be free again
Yes the Hawk's on the wing
And l will live by both cunning and claw
Till above them, Lord, in freedom l'll soar
Once more
[Crassus]:
The Hawk had brought down a mighty Eagle, and having once savoured the taste of blood would not be satisfied until it had killed again
But the Senators of Rome refused to believe - as I knew for certain, that barbarian or not, Spartacus was an enemy to be reckoned with
Once more l offered to lead the forces of Rome but again they declined and another army marched grandly out of Rome - never to return
And so it went on and on, army after army set out to do battle with Spartacus, only to meet with shame and defeat
But such was the vanity of our leaders, their faith in the superiority of Rome so long unchallenged, that even now they failed to acknowledge that the slave revolt had become a war
I stood alone in believing that the waves of rebellion were mounting to a flood that, if unchecked, would soon crash down upon Rome itself and sweep us all away
"Animal and man" theme
"Voices" reprise
[Crassus]:
Five times the Hawk brought down an Eagle, and with every victory Spartacus' following grew
From all over Italy they flocked to join him until his army numbered 100,000 - this scum and riff-raff of many nations
Without a common tongue but bound together by their hatred for Rome, the bitterness of generations finding voice now in the cry of the Hawk
Spartacus shared command with Crixus, but it was to Spartacus they came
And it was Spartacus who led their discontent with wild dreams of freedom, while his gladiators trained the rabble to fight and kill just as Rome had once trained them
Never had such a thing been known - an army trained and led by gladiators who could outwit and out-manoeuvre the legions of Rome as they might an opponent in the arena
The shadow of the Hawk now hovered over Rome and those who, like myself, had earned their fortunes from trading in slaves, called for action
With bribes and argument, l took control of the army and prepared to defend the city
But it was then, when fresh from his victories Spartacus might have marched on Rome, he turned North taking his people towards the Alps and the road he believed would lead to freedom
The Hawk was flying home
"The Eagle and the Hawk" reprise
[Spartacus]:
The Hawk's on the wing
And in a world of such insanity
I fight in the name of humanity
And I want only one thing
To be free again
Yes the Hawk's on the wing
And I will live by both cunning and claw
Till above them, Lord, in freedom I'II soar
Once more!
[Palene]:
And I recalled a dream from long ago: a snake coiled itself around the head of Spartacus as he lay sleeping, yet did not harm him
A sign from the Gods that he was to be given a great and terrible power