3 Inches of Blood - Trial Of Champions
Enslaved by warlords from faraway landsForced into a life of slaveryForced to fight your brothers for rulers so cruelA killer instinct your only escapeFerocious battleMust fight to surviveEach weapon an extension of your strengthAll victories add greatness to your nameFight to the deathThere will be no surrenderYour cunning must be affordedThere will be no remorse for those who gamble with your fateFreedomThrough killing strangers will it comeYou fight to liveFreedom gained with every shivYou need to proveProve your worthTo ascend to the Trial Of ChampionsEvery fight a battle to the deathYour fate lies in the hands of foolsA meager wager more precious than your lifeWhen the thumb comes downYou know just what to doKill! Kill! KillIt"s your timeDo what must be doneEvery day you fightEvery day you winTaking the life of the EmperorThe ultimate reward for surviving the TrialYou will not die in chainsA champion you are
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