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