Roman Gladiator
in to the arena a world apart
roaring past that chariot cart
this is war were ledgends are named
to the death or go down in flames
two men enter one man leaves
fight to the death for all to see
crowd shout for blood aint no remorse
armed to the death with brutal force
lions come out there must be doubt
sharpend claw scrapes the floor
game of blood and certain death
armord mask gruesom task
graveyard of courage and sudden end
charriots engadge warriors clash
who will survive the gods ask
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