Interpret:

Grave Digger

Album:

Liberty or Death

Smell the sweat of their bodies 
Hear the screams of the mob 
Feel the heat of the atmosphere 
It's crackling... see gladiators are here 


Morituri de salutant 
We are raising the flails 
Morituri de salutant 
Our lives are for sale 


Steel meets steel in the forecourt of hell 
Where slaves of the universe say farewell 
Blood runs red when the fighting begins 
In the forecourt of hell no one will win 


The gates are opened, drums of death start to sound 
The roman emperor establishes the round 
Hate and anger drawn in their faces 
The crowd celebrates with rejoicings and embraces 


Morituri de salutant 
We are raising the flails 
Morituri de salutant 
Our lives are for sale 


Steel meets steel in the forecourt of hell 
Where slaves of the universe say farewell 
Blood runs red when the fighting begins 
In the forecourt of hell no one will win 


The mighty and strongest will survive 
There will only be one who will leave alive 
There's no grace for the struck men 
Heads are rolling before the fighting starts again 


Steel meets steel in the forecourt of hell 
Where slaves of the universe say farewell 
Blood runs red when the fighting begins 
In the forecourt of hell no one will win