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Celestial DeceptionBitter is the end to go aloneFalling down by the sword of his foe Unavoidable death awaits them all No more hearing the cheers of the crowd No more yells just the sand and a distant dream A dream of an award that is priceless among these men of earth Each and everyone of them Fights for their lives in the ring The ring of sand, the hall of fame, the colosseum of the universe Cross of war- a prize bound to men Sworn to kill and to be killed Dead men have no tales to tell Nor the titles to carry in hell Feeling the aggression of the crowd watching Every movement of his sword the man charges towards his opponent The silence before the strike and the noise afterwards... Rising... like a thunder! No emperor's thumb showing up or down to decide their deeds They are free to breed the chaos The carnage now runs wild Is it right or wrong? All they care about is the reward Cross of war in mind the man slays his own kind And the crowd cheers An eye for an eye makes us all blind But the universal entertainment won't die As long as there is human kind ready to throw away their lives... ...For a fake award ...For a mere hacking and slashing and burning! |