The sky is red, It's the prelude of death A rumbling raises from the empire of rome. Gladiators enter through gates, They respect the great master, He lives with revenge in veins and fight For survival against beast and evil to teach Them respect for people In memory of love for the great eagle Time to kill Touch your body, the ares flame With power and glory we'll back to rome The dark wind brings death messages The fire of power, the power inside me. He lives with revenge in veins and fight For survival against beast and evil to teach Them respect for people In memory of love for the great eagle Time to kill