Your life passes you by, I live, you die.
The arena is mine, I live, you die.
Entry of the gladiators, 264 B.C.
The emperors and nobles have made a pawn of me.
I battle slaves end free men and wild blood thirsty beasts.
The red sand surrounds me, so they can't see them bleed.
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Your life passes you by (I live you die).
The Reaper is near.
Again the arena is mine (I live you die).
I live you die.
Sword drawn and battle ready, Trajan in command.
Fight 'till death 100 days, corpses of 2000 men.
The masses they decide the fate of a fallen men.
Thumbs down in drunken haste, life's taker and giver I am.