Gladiator
in to the arena a world apart
roaring past that chariot cart
crowd call for war like so many
before this is the place were
death is faced warriors named
warriors tamed game of death
one man left brutal force
shinning horse two men
arrive one man deprived
chariots smashed swords clash
who will survive the gods ask
crowd shout for more that sudden
roar armoured mask gruesome task
lions come out there must be doubt
sharpened claw scrapes the floor
awsome games held in chains
in for the kill with blood to spill
shield is lost at a great cost
sword goes in that armoured tin
now is the end he cant defend
to the death one man left
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