I am a warrior
Forged from the spiritual hammer
In the life before the wombI am excelsior.
Built for war.
an angry Bruce banner
Will wage the axe till I'm at peace in my tombSon of Ares,
I was bred for doom
Son of Set,
vision darker than the far side of the Moon
A fighter
For the weak, I stomp ground with the alpha's.
Among the ashes of my enemies I stand erect like alfalfa
I will die an honorable death so I can't fight for eternity in Valhalla.I stand ready for battle for as long as there's conflict.
A gladiator in a cage,
I sit.
Waiting
Contemplating
Controlling
Patient for the pin to click
Released in the Colosseum
I move feral off instinct
The harbinger of mausoleum
The mode of which foe
Can reach whichever God they believe in.