Paroles de Spoils to the Conqueror

One of us will bleed In this test only one can succeed One of us will bleed In this test only one can succeed Daggers unsheathed In the dust and we bleed bleed bleed You could have saved me Glory on the field No armor no shield Death for the weak Spoils to the conqueror Scar shadowed summer sun Past masters cut down as they run You could have saved me