Idioma Origen:
If I die in the battle to come
My death will be worth a great song
The crowds will shout out my name
Commander of the flames
A force of pure rage
The crowds will shout out my name
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
I am the symbol from the power of my kingdom
My fame reaches many lands
I am Crimnor the warrior
I am the nearest thing to death you will find
My battles are legends to come
I am Crimnor the gladiator
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
Face me, behold the eyes of death
You are nothing, nothing but another victory
Hail to Crimnor
He spares no man
Face him, behold the eyes of death
You are nothing, nothing but another victory
His flaming sword will light the sky
His battle-axe is the last thing you will see
I am the symbol from the power of my kingdom
My fame reaches many lands
I am Crimnor the warrior
I am the nearest thing to death you will find
My battles are legends to come
I am Crimnor the gladiator
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
Idioma Destino:
If I die in the battle to come
My death will be worth a great song
The crowds will shout out my name
Commander of the flames
A force of pure rage
The crowds will shout out my name
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
I am the symbol from the power of my kingdom
My fame reaches many lands
I am Crimnor the warrior
I am the nearest thing to death you will find
My battles are legends to come
I am Crimnor the gladiator
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
Face me, behold the eyes of death
You are nothing, nothing but another victory
Hail to Crimnor
He spares no man
Face him, behold the eyes of death
You are nothing, nothing but another victory
His flaming sword will light the sky
His battle-axe is the last thing you will see
I am the symbol from the power of my kingdom
My fame reaches many lands
I am Crimnor the warrior
I am the nearest thing to death you will find
My battles are legends to come
I am Crimnor the gladiator
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds
It doesn't matter how I die, I die for my king
I do not care how I die, I die for the crowds