Morituri - 2:00 P.M.

	One of us about to die
	and one who's doomed to keep on living
	will meet this afternoon to vie at arms, 
	claim the gift that keeps on giving.
			
	You with trident and with net,
	I with broadsword and with shield,
	one will pay the greater debt.
	Stridently we take the field.

	By half-past two your fate is sealed,
	flayed upon the blade I wield.	
	It is I today who lives.
	You have nothing more to give.

	I raise my sword, salute the crowd.
	Ovations thunder long and loud.
	The Colosseum sands run red
	beneath the living and the dead.

	Which am I, I cannot tell.
	Is life or death the greater Hell?
	Looking down at me and you
	did God enjoy the slaughter too?

	"Te Salutamus" hear the cry,
	we who are about to die.


Morituri Te Salutamus means
We Who Are About To Die Salute You.
It was incanted by the Roman gladiators 
before each fight.

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