My red eyes are drowned in anger,
As again I've fallen in danger.
My enemy stands in front of me,
With a badly broken knee.My face has thousand scars,
As I've fought brutally for hours.
My flesh is slashed;
My toes are smashed.I don't know how much I'm bruised.
I don't how much blood has oozed.
I won't let him take my honour away,
I'll either be winner or die as a warrior today.
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