(Harris)

He threw down a glove you made the mistake

Of picking it up now you're gone

The choosing of guns or figthing with swords

The choise of weapons is gone

He'll tear you apart as soon as you start

You know you don't have a chance



[Chorus:]

OH...OH... Fight for the Honour

Fight for the Splendour

Fight for the Pleasure

OH...OH... Fight for the Honour

Fight for the Splendour

Fight for your Life!



Ready to start the duel begins

the best man wins in the end

A lunge and a feint, a parry too late

A cut to the chest and you're down

Seeing the stain then feeling the pain

Feeling the sweat on your brow



[Chorus]



The fighting resumes, a silence looms the

Swordsman move 'gainst each other

A cut and a thrust, a parry, a blow

a stab to the heart and you're down

The Angel of Death hears your last breath

Meanwhile the reaper looks on



OH...OH... Fought for the Honour

Fought for the Splendour

Fought for the Pleasure

OH...OH... Fought for the Honour

Fought for the Splendour

Fought to the Death