Old Talhoffer was striding around,
The fencing hall with a skill so profound.
When suddenly Liechtenauer leaped from the dark,
And thrust at Talhoffer with a sharp remark.
Talhoffer parried and began to counterattack,
But didn't expect to be blocked by Marozzo's knack.
Who proceeded to unleash a flurry of blows,
When Fiore dei Liberi suddenly arose.
This is the ultimate duel, of historical mastery.
Ancient masters and techniques as far as the eye can see.
And only one will prevail, I wonder who it will be.
This is the ultimate duel, of historical mastery.
And he started schooling Marozzo in the art,
Then they both were stunned by Silver's dart.
But before Silver could return to his stance,
Meyer leapt into the fray with a glance.
And drew his longsword with a swift motion,
And challenged Silver with fierce devotion.
But his technique faltered, and he withdrew,
Because Capo Ferro joined to pursue.
This is the ultimate duel, of historical mastery.
Ancient masters and techniques as far as the eye can see.
And only one will prevail, I wonder who it will be.
This is the ultimate duel, of historical mastery.
Von Auerswald took a stance with grace and might,
Like Lew's rapier gleamed in the moonlight.
And then Giganti stepped back, ready to react,
But Fabris lunged in with a precise attack.
And Lecküchner was waiting, his messer drawn tight,
When Agrippa advanced with his theory so bright.
But suddenly Lignitzer's bind made him slip,
Vadi's swordplay was a masterful script.
This is the ultimate duel, of historical mastery.
Ancient masters and techniques as far as the eye can see.
And only one will prevail, I wonder who it will be.
This is the ultimate duel, of historical mastery.
Then Hector Mair danced in with a flail,
And his techniques were beyond any scale.
'Cause Lecküchner stole the show with a clever twist,
And Giganti's blade sang through the mist.
Then Fabris in air, performed a feint,
While Agrippa's geometry made him a saint.
Onto Hector Mair, swords clashed with a flare,
Then they both were outdone by a Capo Ferro glare.
This is the ultimate duel of historical mastery.
Ancient masters and techniques as far as the eye can see.
And only one will prevail, I wonder who it will be.
This is the ultimate duel of historical mastery
The clash endured for centuries,
Scores of duels settled, but eventually,
The greatest master emerged, the rest saw their end,
Domingo Godinho with pocket sand in hand.
This is the ultimate duel of fencing legacy,
Battle rhymes and manuscripts, as far as the eye can see,
And only one will remain, I wonder who it could be,
This is the ultimate duel,
(The ultimate duel),
This is the ultimate duel,
(The ultimate duel),
This is the ultimate duel,