Darkness and Light, combat and brawl
Superstars fight, on the Grandest Stage of Them All
No Holds Barred, Hell in a Cell
Dead Man scarred, The Game fell
Bodies were slammed, counts were called
Positions were manned, boo'ed and awe'ed
Tombstone! The people yelled, as The Game finished the fight
But The Last Outlaw stood up, 'This can't be right! '
Game slips out, and under pledge damn ere
He begins to shout, in his hands his trusty sledgehammer
To finish the fight, no matter what it shall take
UnderTaker steals Triple H's light, locking the Hell's Gate
Ding Ding Ding, the bell is rung
19-0 they sing, 'He lives' is still sung
The loser did not pout, but felt dead that hour
Triple H walked out, UnderTaker not of his own power
Wrestlemania 27
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