Spoils to the Conqueror

One of us will bleed
In this test only one can succeed
One of us will bleed
In this test only one can succeed
Daggers unsheathed
In the dust and we bleed bleed bleed
You could have saved me
Glory on the field
No armor no shield
Death for the weak
Spoils to the conqueror
Scar shadowed summer sun
Past masters cut down as they run
You could have saved me