Lyrics:

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,
'til 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.