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Son of the death in the
Battlefield
Cimmerian butcher beyond the
Yoke of slavery
Hero at birth. For Crom.
Barbarian destroyer
King of Kings of
Untamed splendor

Vallahalla is waiting for you

Conan of invincible sword
Conan. Inmortal brave
mercenary of the art of the
Blade
forever enemy of the witchcraft
And forgiveness

A thousands time captive thief.
Pirate and murderer
The most powerful sovereign
Of Hiboria
From Vanaheim to Lemuria
His name responds to the claim

God of thw wrath.
Monarch of fear.
Not knowing more than battle
And the widows crying

God of the wrath.
Monarch of fear.
Nobody can stop him
With the gods on his side.

Enemies falling.
Their last breath.
The pleasure of battle.

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