Never again in need of conversation,
Empty spaces everywhere abound,
Creating my space as chaos presides,
The world I wish for my eyes create.
Alone I sit, my eyes skyward,
The coliseum empties,
Music begins to flow,
Covers the arches and the pit.
Round and round the eagles begin to circle,
Faster and faster the clouds begin to darken,
A blazing arrow flies across the sky,
The sun sets and the fire is lit,
The gladiators to battle through the night.
Now those fickle Romans trickle in,
The music replaced by voices of emotion,
The emperor enters and silence falls.
Round and round the vultures begin to circle,
Faster and faster I can feel each heart beat.
The gate opens and the gladiator enters,
Walks across to the center.
As each eye turns to him,
He turns to the emperor,
His eyes to the gods above.
I see him whisper,
Athena give me power.
Ah that Greek general it is,
Treachery rides it's high wave,
The roman realm condemned to darkness,
The beast raring to be let loose.
All stands still,
The darkness in man comes to light,
His sadness his plight,
I stare into the stars,
And whisper,
Athena give to him your power.
