This world of our own making
A hell for the fragile souls
Severe damage has been inflicted upon their worlds
Clashes of swords can be heard through the air
Tumbling stones of the collapsing palace are now crumbling down
Crumbling down
Changing the terrain, blood is starting to stain, starting to fade
Overlooked by the cheering of the masses above the coliseum
Fighting for their freedom in the ultimate test
Most perished before their eyes
Forced to fight amongst their brothers
Confined in iron chains
Forced to play a deadly game
Prepare for the empire
Confined to a eulogy
Tumbling stones of the collapsing palace are now crumbling down
Crumbling down
Changing the terrain, blood is starting to stain, starting to fade
Overlooked by the cheering of the masses above the coliseum
Fighting for their freedom in the ultimate test
Most perished before their eyes
Forced to fight amongst their brothers
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