Trial of Champions - 3 Inches Of Blood

Enslaved by warlords from far away lands

Forced into a life of slavery

Forced to fight your brothers for rulers so cruel

A killer instinct your only escape

Ferocious battle, you must fight to survive

Each weapon an extension of your strength

All victories add greatness to your name

Fight to the death, there will be no surrender

Your cunning must be afforded

There will be no remorse for those who gamble with your fate

Freedom, through killing strangers will it come

You fight to live, freedom gained with every shiv

You need to prove, prove your worth

To ascend to the trial of champions

Every fight a battle to the death

Your fate lies in the hands of fools

A meager wager more precious than your life

When the thumb comes down

You know just what to do

Kill kill kill

It’s your time do what must be done

Every day you fight, every day you win

Taking the life of the emperor

The ultimate reward for surviving the trial

You will not die in chains, a champion you are