Arena of Glory

From war, i was born with a thirst for blood

A war machine trained with a sword and shield

I strike down my foes as the crowd roars with the clash of steel

Surrender won't be this day for my foes will be my prey

With my sword held up high

I reach towards the sky

The crowd roars and hears my cry

For there will be stories

Of the arena of glory

All hail and cry

For the victor of the night

For there will be stories

Of the warriors of glory

Only one will triumph all

All others will fall

Only time will tell of when my time will come

I ravage my foes until i have won

But there's one who will be my excutioner

And my fight will be done

Until that day my fight continues on

With my sword held up high

I reach towards the sky

The crowd roars and hears my cry

For there will be stories

Of the arena of glory

All hail and cry

For the victor of the night

For there will be stories

Of the warriors of glory

Only one will triumph all

All others will fall

For there will be stories

Of the arena of glory

All hail and cry

For the victor of the night

For there will be stories

Of the warriors of glory

Only one will triumph all

All others will fall