Grave Digger

Grave Digger - Forecourt To Hell lyrics

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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 establishs 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
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