he threw down a glove you made the mistake
of picking it up now you're gone
the choosing of guns or fighting with swords
the choice of weapons is done
he'll tear you apart as soon as you start
you know you don't have a chance
oh.oh. fight for the honour
oh.oh. fight for the honour
ready to start the duel begins
the best man wins in the end
a cut to the chest and you're down
seeing the stain then feeling the pain
feeling the sweat on your brow
swordsman move 'gainst each other
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
oh.oh. fought for the honour