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you stand before me your blade drawn

but you wont live to see dawn

come on step up

and proove your a man

swing that sword

and loose your hand

you will drop to your knees

and i will laugh at your pleas

thats when i will draw my knife

and as you beg i'll end your life

i'll widow your wife

and orphan your child

you asked me if i cared

and i smiled

with a single strike i am done

and i leave your corpse lying in the sun

your the one that wanted to exchange blows

now i'm leaving your body to the crows

but now you can rest

knowing you faced the best

and when you wake on the other side

tell your god why you died