Begin the training,Your strength must grow My ancient wisdom will now live through you Obey! I am your master Bow! You lack discipline Control the power that grows within you A great warrior shall you soon become The final lesson that will be taught In battle there is no pot! Every thousand years a tournament is held In the realm of strife There you must fight for your life Fighters from far off lands wage combat to the death For the prize of very dank hydroponic herb With focused mind and deadly strikes Prove yourself to the gods Rising up the honored ranks to face one final foe Welcome warriors! The gods of pain have brought us here to honor them with blood! Let the fight begin! The ultimate test of your will has come You step into the pit showing no fear Wise ones gather to witness The climactic confrontation The crowd begins to murmur a skunky smell fills your nostrils They open the gates to allow the champion to enter Behold the behemoth of bud It's gnashing jaws its ripping claws Tearing at your flesh Blood spills to the ground, Hopelessly you try to fight At the last moment before you surely die You manage to see a torch blazing nearby Reach It is in your grasp Flame Now a weapon Ignite! The vile creature As it burns you somehow survive