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Gladiators

Thrown in to the pit
It was our job to perform
Lavishly pampered
We lived above the norm

A man realizes he has to kill a real man
There is no negotiation when it comes to confrontation
It's that look in his eyes, not hate, fear, or dispise
It just says, "kill me now if you're wise"

There's a smell to the air that says beware
Approach with caution, handle with care
Your senses are increased when you enter this zone
There's twenty alpha males but only one bone

The air is charged you can feel the static
With just one spark and the reaction is automatic
Each real man is prepared to defend him self
Please open the doors for everyone else

There's no need for weapons of any kind
This is totally primitive nothing but body and mind
Their brows will furl, their teeth will grind
Dares are made to cross the line

In the blink of an eye enoughs been said
In half that time half is dead
Ten warriors left battling for praise
Pounced on on their rivals while they were still dazed

There are no rules, as previously warned, "please use caution"
Two on one is still an option
There's no plea to stay, no mercy given
Now there's only two in the arena that are still living

Placed face to face or back to back
The crowd prepares for the final attack
You're all psyched up, you're ready for this fight
When your opponent steps in quickly and turns out your lights
Written by I_IS_ME
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