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3 Inches of Blood

Leave It On The Ice

A sharpened blade

The smell of sweat and

Pure aggression fills the air

A burning flame

Even though it's cold your veins will burn

Scream along the boards, hard and fast

A goal in sight, you're almost there

Standing in your way, a gang of foes

There to take you down,

Give 'em all you've got

The challenge made

Leave it on the ice

Defend your team

Leave it on the ice

A crushing blow, Incur the wrath

You are the target

You're in his sights

A restless crowd

You must satisfy their violent lust

Throw down the gloves, look him in the eye

Your fists are primed to hit their mark

Swinging hard and fast, striking true

The crimson flies

His teeth knocked out

Leave it on the ice

Your opponent's down

Leave it on the ice

Hold nothing back, Leave it on the ice

Honour satisfied, Leave it on the ice

When rivals clash the blood will flow

No matter where you think it should go

A fighting game

Leave it on the ice

Unleash the beast

Leave it on the ice

A victory earned

Leave it on the ice

Hear the roaring crowd

Leave it on the ice

Out of the cage to fight once more

The score is settled here and now