Coney Hatch - He's a Champion Lyrics

Who goes there?... A stranger... Stand and state your name|I come to fight for my people on this cold night|A champion acclaimed|His brow is furrowed deeper from the scars,|Of a hundred fights before|But the challenger who's reaching for his crown|Brings him back to fight once more.||He's a champion, a mighty war machine|He's a champion, by his strength revealed||He walks with kings and commoners alike|and all have heard his fame|When you have tasted the fountain of the Gods|Can earthly pleasure ever be the same.||In the clearing motionless he waits|As he has so many times|His opponent prepares himself in haste|The moment has arrived||He's a champion, a mighty war machine|He's a champion, by his strength revealed||Thinking now of younger days that never seemed to end|and sees how, he's known no love but the will to win||Quick and ruthless, he closes for the kill|He knows the ancient law.|For every man who by the sword has stood|by the sword must fall.||He's a champion.|