[ WP ] Turn a well known songs lyrics into a short story

song lyrics: 
 you can try to take us, but we're the gladiators, everyone's a rager, but secretly they're saviors 
 
 Lorde - Glory and Gore 
 
 The cheers of the crowd could be heard all throughout Rome. Prisoners from Persia have been taken to fight for the delight of the Roman emperor today. Even within my dark and musty cell I could hear them. Cheering for death. Summoning him. I look up as I hear the jailer walking towards my cell. 
 
 `` Today will not be a happy day for you Gaius,'' he warned. Without another word he unlocked my cell and bade me forward to the armory. 
 
 I met the other prisoner gladiators at the gate, they were your average blackened, dirty, and glowering meatheads. I nodded to them and they grunted in response. The cheers of the crowd was deafening as the gate was drawn up on our side and we walked proudly out into the center. The other gate was drawn after a long moment. The Persians were decked out in full combat armor with iron weapons and thick shields. 
 
 We charged them, the slaughtering had begun. Gladiator blood and Persian blood mixed together on the dirt. They were skilled fighters and had the advantage of armor **but we're the gladiators** and we had the home turf advantage, we led them into an alleyway of the ruins within the arena and ambushed them. Our numbers soon became even and all looked well for us. The emperor himself looked on, unsure, savoring every kill. 
 
 That is until the Persians grouped up and began to get organized. Their strategic abilities far surpassed ours and began cutting down our soldiers left and right. I attempted to rally our men for one final defense but I was interrupted by a lucky spear throw through the chest. `` This is the end'' I thought to myself. My life flashed before my eyes, with all its gritty realities and memories. I experienced the pain of losing my family when i was unfairly taken in for thievery. I was whipped and beaten for the first twenty years of my life. 
 
 It made me think that this is not such a bad thing, it is merely an end to a terrible life. I thought to myself **they are secretly our saviors**, ending us from the lives we led as prisoners forced to fight for our emperor. Then everything faded to black..
