Steel blurring like the mirrors edge.

Cutting sharply, defining each opponents final moment.

The thrust and parry, dancing to the last.

Eternal warriors we.


Stand up and be counted viewers.

Show your thumbs, be Caesar's hand.

Will I live or die on the bloody sand.

Caught in the hourglass of clocks hand.


Nailed to the spot, stricken with blood loss.

My weapons covered with rust and dross.

Discard the knife, shed that armor.

Use your words, fabled orator.


Hands turned into stumps, raised up high.

Screaming out that battle cry.

Shame it ended in a gurgle.

No-one hears the man on his knees.


Goodnight, my sweet prince.

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