Man/BeastHere lies the Warrior,Man/Beast by DanceWannabe
adorned in scarlet guise,
at rest atop his rusting throne
with mangled flesh and flies.
What victim in a grisly game
was this servant of the stage:
a martyr, most awful wretch,
was our contender to engage.
We laid him at our hungry eyes;
eager, triumphed as he fell.
When they lanced spears into the heavy hide
we watched him sink, to hell.
Now here lies the slaughtered animal,
no more than hide and meat,
who wears a scarf of crimson silk
as flag of his defeat.
Quite dismal is this chamber where
the body has been thrown,
but here, one hundred champions sleep
in crowns of blood and bone.