3 Inches of Blood
EP • 2007
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 meagre 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
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
In the time of Job when Joseph was a chippy All the sons of Pharaoh's were kings The word was passed around That Mammon was a yippee And papin had to learn a few things First there was a light coming out From Moses And Abraham was playing the stooge With pilot on the right and Mary and her roses Had a reputation to lose Oh my dozy rosie eyes Screw me I'm a tuba Free as a beanstalk Coogan flipped for, get down on your knees and love And love the man Mary said to Joe there ain't no play That's easy You want to see them fall for the tricks All we got to do is let them take it easy And make like he's working for kicks When they know Job got up, the boss is in Ginea Knew they had a fish on the hook Went calling all the boys And sold them the idea To write the story down in a book
Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 08, 2025
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