Arrows scream, and fire burns,
Water drowns, to earth returns
The person standing to conquer all,
Another body, another stall.
Walk among debris with arms flung out
Without mercy without doubt
Killing, killing has begun
Victims, enemies, start to run
The fire leaping is your friend
Deathly corpses met their end
Pick through bones and fallen swords
It's you, against all the odds
The medal hangs heavy around your neck
The thousand souls that you collect
Adding your power, multiplying,
The tendrils of power, truly terrifying.
Your sword clashes with another
Finally someone worthy of bother
Sweat and blood trickles down your brow
Tears of pain and victory now
A final blow, just one, so deep
Into your side, a cut, blood leaps,
A final goodbye to what's known of the world
Your beloved wife, your beloved girl
The last man standing finally collapses.
Another warrior in death relapses
A man without feeling, without fear
Takes his place with the drop of a tear
Is this outrageous, asking them to battle?
To walk among kin while old bones rattle?
To kill without mercy, a slice with a landing--
Not too outrageous to the last man standing.