So they cheer for the kill.
We bow at the sight of those that want our blood.
Scream slaves versus kings,
The crowd cheers for bloodshed, but they won't take me
Hephaestus hear their screams,
We fight side by side like brothers in arms.
No mercy from our captors,
We are the heartless warriors fighting to live another day
But most of us will be taken by the blade.
And I won't be the sun to glaze over your shoulders,
Amazing you are so helpless
The Lessons we made are to never retain your own fears.
It's life after life, pride over pride we've seen.
I won't be the sun to glaze over your shoulders,
And I won't be the sun to glaze over your shoulders,
The blood paints the sand red, but none belongs to me.
Heads taken from their shoulders, torsos fall to their knees.
We fight side by side like brothers in arms.
No mercy from our captors,
We are the heartless warriors fighting to live another day
But most of us will be taken by the blade.
By my hands you will suffer.
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