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Jul 16, 2010
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A Gladiator's Tale
Serving life sentences In Lucifer’s fortressBecoming dust As the years pass Awaiting mercy From the prince of death Falling to my knees praying To the all powerful gods A thousand lashes From my master’s whip Couldn’t keep me hopeless Gaining him coin As I gamble my every breath To appease the crowdIn Roman arenas Vision of my wife’s smileKeep my spirits high Now I am a brother amongstThe greatest warriors At my master’s pleasureI roar like a million lions As my sword kills for sportMay the heavens save me For much blood stains these hands When will I breathe free air Oh, heavens may that day near Or may I die a gladiatorAt the mercy of of a Gladiator's sword
— paul, Jul 16, 2010
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Tonya
15 years 10 months ago
Hey ya Paul
DawningDaytripper
15 years 10 months ago
Hi Paul,