On the earth I walk
Of martyrs’ blood dry
Sunken into silence
In colosseum grand
And Regal; among ancient
Stature. There lions ravage
The undefended and
Gladiators played for
Freedom. One day will
I play for my;
Be left ravaged
After amuse I thee.
No night there
To rest; No day, to
Wake. Fear clutters
The sleepless and
Passion the faithful.
Be of good cheer
For tomorrow brings
Paradise or death
Tomorrow, against enemy
I stand—the lion and me
His to win; mine to lose
His fodder my life.
God inspired me
Thereafter life respired
Will he perform;
The enemy will eat,
Curse and play
Rejoice and be no more.
For which I love, give
For which I hope, believe
In turn to lose
For amusment
Per chance, for faith 
