The Artilleryman Returns

Spartacus: 
  To suffer myself, 
  To be whipped with rods, 
  Burned with fire, 
  Or killed by steel, 
  If I disobey, 
  If I... 

  Crowd: 
  Jugula, jugala!  Jugula, jugala! 
  Jugula, jugala!  Jugula, jugala! 

  Crassus: The beasts roared and the crowd roared!  Twenty thousand people cramming the amphitheatre at Capua.  A feverish sea of humanity.  Noblemen and wommoners alike, eager for spectacle, terrors and monstrosities; lusting for blood nd death in the circus of carnage. 

  Crassus: And it was there that I, Marcus Crassus was given the place of honour as a magnificent procession entered the arena: jugglers, fire-eaters, dwarves, freaks and strange creatures from far-off lands.  Then, in chariot of gold, drawn by six white stallions rode the Master of the Games. 

  Crowd: 
  Jugula, jugala!  Jugula, jugala! 

  Crassus: The procession left the arena.  The Sacrificial Bull was slain and the first blood spilled upon the sand. 

  Crowd: 
  Jugula, jugala! 

  Crassus: The crowd waited with excited expectation. 

  Crowd: 
  Jugula, jugala! 

  Crassus: Herded into the circus now were men, woman and children, thieves, murderers and runaway slaves - valueless other than for our entertainment, they were brought here to die. 

  Crowd: 
  Jugula, jugala! 

  Crassus: Trap doors sprang open - lions, wolves, elephants and bears rushed into the arena.  The crowd roared.  The beasts roared, growled, bayed, barked and yelped. 

  Crowd: 
  Jugula, jugala! 

  Crassus: Fear and rage possessed the animals as they turned upon their terrified victims. 

  Crowd: 
  Jugula, jugala!  Jugula, jugala! 

  Crassus: With all the qualities of our great Republic - statesmanship, philosophy, the arts - we still require this primitive pageant. 

  Crassus: And why do we need this show of butchery?  To satisfy the mob and keep them servile and content! 

  Crassus: I looked at the spectators, half-mad with ecstasy.  I looked at the creatures, half-mad with terror.  Animal and man - one and the same! 

  Crassus: The carcasses where dragged from the arena.  Fresh white sand was laid and jets of perfumed water sprayed into the stinking air. 

  Crassus: The arena was scattered with semi-precious stones that sparkled in the sun. 

  Crassus: The stage was set for the entry of the gladiators.