Beneath the skin of a raging warrior
A fierce fighter, a born gladiator
Flows the ruins of lost souls, their mortal lives
Giving him adrenalin, with their ruins, he survives
His presence on a battle field erupts fear in them, fazes them out
Their inner souls freeze in the sun as they shout
But nay! He's not only the warrior that kills with swords
They fear him too, that warrior that slaughters with his words'
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