Carnal gladiators lie restless awaiting the dawn,
slaves to their passion, so eager its will to perform,
theyll fight a restless fight, face the foe hand to hand,
the arena is life, but alone in the spotlight they stand
You brand the social leper, then spare no second thought
too scared to give the kiss of life, come rise my son and walk.
On these streets of damnation, the destitute huddle once more,
can we pass them by, like all whove been here before,
are you so cold and cruel, that you can feel no shame,
that we allow human life, to become a death in vain
A fear thats bred of ignorance, perpetuates the lie,
well there but for the mercy, and the grace of God go I.