I\'m a warrior chest out belly in,
committing sins that make Caligula grin.
Crawling through the scabs just to win,
aged and keep the pain held within.
Loaded, ready for the fight to begin,
breaching doors I\'m the first one in.
I\'m a warrior with the thickest skin,
stronger then a statues metal chin.
Twisted then spun up and let go to spin,
tempested and cookie creamed to win.
A warrior, chest out with belly in.