Almanac - Bought and Sold

"At any rate, gladiators never charged with a crime
are offered in sale for the game
so that they may become the victim of public pleasure." - Tertullian, C. A.D. 210

Born to despair and poverty
A lif not worth of living
Expendable from the get-go

Torn from the womb raised with the dogs
No sun is shinning on me
Down in the gutter is my home

Rejected - neglected
Infected with the will to kill - I'm falling
Corroded - devoted
But there's a chance to win some dignity

Mouth full of dirt, blood on my face
The wooden sword beside me
My hands too sore to grab the hilt

Supposed to kneel, wait for the blow
10.000 people screaming
Die in accordance to the code

Subjected - dissected
I'm gonna leave this life behind me now

Hanging by a thread
The end of things ahead
Still feeling human for the first time
Born to thrill the crowd
No reason to be proud
No higher meaning to unfold
Fight for a life that has been bought and sold

Get up! You little maggot
Don't ever think that you're allowed to lose
Stand up! It's time to dust off
Don't ever think that they will show you mercy
Man up! No second chances
Don't ever think that I'm the enemy
Rise up! To stand above them
It's your only shot

Rejected - neglected
Infected with the will to kill - I'm falling
Deported - applauded
Rewarded with the chance to die in pain

Hanging by a thread
The end of things ahead
Still feeling human for the first time
Born to thrill the crowd
No reason to be proud
No higher meaning to unfold
Fight for a life that has been bought and sold