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"Flames of Disaster" is a song from the 2024 American miniseries Knuckles.

Sung at a low-budget rock opera, the song tells the backstory and tale of Knuckles the Echidna, from his childhood to his fight against the Fire Demon to acquire the Flames of Disaster.

The end credits of "The Flames of Disaster" seperated the song itself into two, with the first part being called "Glorious Warrior" and the second part being called "Warrior's Heart".

English[]

Singers: Michael Bolton (Wade Whipple), Julian Barratt (Jack Sinclair), Asa Taccone
On a glorious quest
For glory
With his hands of stone
And knees that never buckle
Come and witness the tale
Of the warrior, Knuckles

When our hero was only a lad
He was trained by the greatest, his dad
Had the technique and also the guts
He prepared to kick multiple butts
But the Giant Owls, they did come
They had one mission: to kill everyone
Knuckles and Dad didn't know what to do
Yes, they were doomed

The owls, they clawed and they kicked
They hooted and flew into fits
They set fire to the town
And burned it to the ground
I'm so freaking upset
I can't sing about it

Father, you can't leave me
I won't, son! I never...
No!

Some things can't be fixed, even with big gloves
Saddest story that you ever heard of

Now Knuckles was sad and alone
Without a father and without a home
(The Giant Owls killed his dad)
So, off on his own, he just needed the power

I will find the Flames of Disaster
(Michael Bolton, everyone)
(A glorious quest for glory)
I need to find the Flames of Disaster
A glorious quest for glory

But the power was no simple task
Too many obstacles lay in his path
Stinking to high heaven, needing a bath
That's when he saw the demon made of fire and ash
Who said...

I'm gonna burn you alive 'till you're crisp
Then boil your bones and eat you like a fish
Then I might hit Facebook Marketplace up
Might be some deals on some freaking cool stuff

But our hero went back to the start
Saw that the strength was deep inside his heart

Yahoo
Are you ready? Let's go

But the demon was not impressed
By the puny red guy before him
He looked down and rolled his eyes
And then, without any warning
Oh my God! He used magic and lava
And before you even knew it
Knuckles was defeated, his mission uncompleted
He totally freaking blew it!
Oh my God!
Broken and vanquished, our hero layed on the ground
As the demon screamed out...

You're going down!
Unskilled, untrained, so unworthy
Unskilled, untrained, so unworthy
Unskilled, untrained, so unworthy
You suck
You freaking suck
And now, I'm afraid, this is the end of your story

Is it too late to find out where my strength lies?
I didn't feel it in my bones when I flew high
It wasn't in the lightning coursing off of my skin
Could a warrior's true strength come from within?
(Michael Bolton, everyone)
And just when everyone counted him out
Knuckles rose up with a furious shout

Take heed, demon! We've entered our final fight!
Now prepare for my glorious might!
You fool, only I can be the power's master
No! You're wrong! 'Cause now I wield
The Flames of Disaster!

It wasn't even close when our boy got going
A royal beatdown, with flame fists a-glowing
I've had this power right from the start
But now I know that true strength lies in a warrior's heart!

Bulgarian[]

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Croatian[]

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Czech[]

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Danish[]

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Dutch[]

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Finnish[]

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French[]

Singers: Michael Lelong (Michael Bolton/Wade), Pascal Nowak (Jack), Arnaud Leonard (Fire Demon), Olivier Constantin and Emmanuelle Krebs (chorus)

Assoiffé de gloire
Pour la gloire
Des mains comme du fer
Des genoux durs comme de l'acier
C'est une histoire à refaire
Celle de Knuckles, le guerrier

Tout petit, il s'entraînait des heures
Avec son père qui était le meilleur
Il était prêt à faire des prouesses
Et à botter quelques paires de fesses

Mais les chouettes géantes les ont piégées
Leur sombre mission était de tuer
Knuckles et son père se sentaient à bout
Et sans secours

Les chouettes, les ont attaqués
Elles ont eu et les ont griffés, elles ont tout enflammé
Et elles l'ont achevés
Je suis si bouleversé
Que je ne peux plus chanter

Père, ne me laisse pas
Non, mon fils. Je ne te laisserai pas...
Non!

On peut se rater même avec des beau gants
C'est la plus triste histoire de tous les temps

Knuckles s'est retrouvé tout seul
Sans maison, sans père, mais quel grand malheur
(Les chouettes géantes ont tués son père)
Pour se battre seul, il lui fallait de la force

Je serai la lumière sur cette catastrophe 
(Michael Bolton, les amis)
(Une quête glorieuse, pour la gloire)
Je dois faire la lumière sur cette catastrophe
Une quête glorieuse, pour la gloire

Mais cette force n'avait rien de simple
Avec tant d'embûches dressé sur le chemin
Il puait, il lui fallait vite un bain
Puis le démon fait de cendres et de feu est venu
Pour dire...

Je vais te brûler, tu seras croustillant
Te manger comme un poisson, ce sera marrant
Je ferai un tour sur Facebook Marketplace
Je pourrais trouver des choses qui m'intéressent

Notre héros a cherché sans peur
La force qui était au fond de son cœur

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On est prêt là? On y retourne

Mais le démon n'avait pas peur
De ce petit bonhomme tout en rouge
Il a donc baisser ses yeux
Et sans prévenir, sans rien de tout
Oh mon dieu! Malgré son vœu et sa magie
Avant de pouvoir souffler
Knuckles a échoué, sa mission a capoté
Il a complètement foiré!
Oh mon dieu!
Brisé et vaincu, ce héros gite sur le sol
Sous les cris du démon...

Tu es à terre!
Pauvre incapable, incompétent
Pauvre incapable, incompétent
Pauvre incapable, incompétent
Tu es nul
Tu es franchement nul
Et maintenant, je crains que ce ne soit la fin de ton histoire

Ma force est bien bien cachée, vais-je la trouver?
Je ne l'ai pas senti dans ma chair quand je volais
Pas dans les éclairs qui m'ont percé de part en part
La force d'un guerrier sort-elle du fond de l'âme?
Au moment où tout le monde le croyait mort
Il s'est levé en criant super fort

Fait gaffe, démon! C'est l'heure du dernier combat!
Prépare-toi à ma grande victoire!
Idiot, je suis seul à être maître de la force
Non! C'est faux! J'ai fait la lumière
Sur cette grande catastrophe!

Quand j'ai vu le projet, ça n'était pas gagné
Un combat royal, à point lui enflammé
J'avais cette rage au fond de moi
Je sais que la force d'un guerrier est cachée dans son âme!

Thirsty for glory
For the glory
Hands like iron
Knees as hard as steel
It's a story to be told again
That of Knuckles, the warrior

When he was very young, he trained for hours
With his father who was the best
He was ready to do feats
And kick a few pairs of butts

But the giant owls trapped them
Their dark mission was to kill
Knuckles and his father were feeling exhausted
And without help

The owls attacked them
They got and scratched them, they set everything on fire
And they finished it
I'm so upset
That I can't sing anymore

Father, don't leave me
No, my son. I will not let you...
No!

You can fail even with nice gloves
It's the saddest story ever

Knuckles found himself all alone
Without a house, without a father, but what a great misfortune
(The giant owls killed his father)
To fight alone, he needed strength

I will be the light on this catastrophe
(Michael Bolton, Friends)
(A glorious quest, for glory)
I must shed light on this disaster
A glorious quest, for glory

But there was nothing simple about this force
With so many pitfalls in the way
He stank, he needed a bath quickly
Then the demon made of ashes and fire came
To say...

I'll burn you, you'll be crispy
Eating you like a fish will be fun
I'll take a look at Facebook Marketplace
I might find things that interest me

Our hero fearlessly searched
The strength that was deep in his heart

Yahoo
Are we ready there? We go back

But the demon was not afraid
Of this little guy all in red
So he lowered his eyes
And without warning, without anything
Oh my God! Despite his wish and his magic
Before you can breathe
Knuckles failed, his mission failed
He completely screwed up!
Oh my God!
Broken and defeated, this hero lies on the ground
Under the cries of the demon...

You're down!
Poor incapable, incompetent
Poor incapable, incompetent
Poor incapable, incompetent
You are nothing
You are frankly useless
And now I fear this is the end of your story

My strength is well hidden, will I find it?
I didn't feel it in my flesh when I was flying
Not in the lightning that pierced me through and through
Does the strength of a warrior come from the depths of the soul?
When everyone thought he was dead
He stood up shouting really loud

Watch out, demon! It's time for the last fight!
Prepare for my great victory!
Idiot, I am alone in mastering the force
No! It's wrong! I shed light
On this great catastrophe!

When I saw the project, it was not won
A royal fight, just right for him
I had this rage deep inside me
I know that a warrior's strength is hidden in his soul!

German[]

Singers: Alexander Doering (Jack Sinclair), Mic Donet (Michael Bolton/Wade Whipple), Kevin Kraus (Feuerdämon)

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Hebrew[]

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Hungarian[]

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Italian[]

Che missione gloriosa questa
Per la gloria
Mani forti e poi
Ancora senza smacco a
Ha capito chi è
Ovvio guerriero Knuckles, già!

Quando ancora era in tenera età
Ha addestrato da un grande papà
A sfidar con coraggio la sorte
Pronto a dar calci fino alla morte
Arrivarono i gufi giganti
Volevano uccidere tutti quanti
Knuckles e padre ormai vinti, annientati
Eran perduti

I gufi tutti addosso a calciare
Col becco e gli artigli a infierire
La città fu distrutta
Battuta, sconfitta
Sono tanto turbato
Che non posso finire

Padre, non puoi lasciarmi
Non lo farò, non potrei mai…
No!

Aver grandi guanti non aiuta
È la più triste storia mai vissuta

Ora Knuckles è affranto e solo
Senza più un padre, una casa, un ruolo
(I gufi avevano uciso papà)
Avevo soltanto bisogno del potere

Cerco la Fiamma del Disastro
(Michael Bolton, signore e signori)
(Missione gloriosa per la gloria)
Io troverò la Fiamma del Disastro
Missione gloriosa per la gloria

Ma il potere richiede impegno
Troppi ostacoli a sfida l'ingegno
Mentre il suo corpo gridava un bagno
Apparve tra le fiamme un demone senza ritegno
Gli disse…

Ti cuocerò fino a farti croccante
Ti bollirò come un pesce fragrante
Aprirò il Marketplace Facebook e là
Danno in offerta la felicità

Il nostro eroe tornò alla partenza
Era nel cuor suo la vera potenza

Yahoo
Siete pronti? Si comincia

Il demonio non era colpito
Dal tipetto dai guanti bianchi
Lo guardò alzo gli occhi al cielo
E poi senza avvertimenti
Oh, accidenti! La magia e la lava
Furono armi inaspettate
Knuckles al tappeto, il piano incompleto
Nessun'altra chance per lui!
Oh, accidenti!
Fermo e sconfitto l'eroe giaceva a terra
E il demone urlò…

Ho vinto la guerra!
Inesperto, impreparato, non sei degno Inesperto, impreparato, non sei degno Inesperto, impreparato, non sei degno
Fai schifo
Fai proprio schifo
E ora, sono triste, questa è la fine della tua storia

È tardi per capire dov'è la mia forza?
Dov'era mentre mi stringevo in una morsa?
Non nella mia pelle e luminoso epicentro
Forse la forza di un guerriero viene da in di entro?
Sembrava certo, ma un tracollo penoso
Ma Knuckles si alzò con un urlo furioso

Ascolta bene, demone! Rimane lo scontro finale!
E la mia forza ti farà male!
Stolto, del potere sono solo io il maestro
No! Sbagliato! Io ora ho in me
La Fiamma del Disastro!

Il nostro eroe, da molto distante
Sferrò un attacco il più spavillante
Ho sempre avuto questo potere
Ma addesso so che lo posso trovare perché è dentro il mio cuore!

What a glorious mission this is
For glory
Strong hands and then
Still without a snub
He understood who he is
Obviously the warrior Knuckles, yes!

When he was still young
He trained by a great dad
To bravely challenge fate
Ready to kick until death
The giant owls arrived
They wanted to kill everyone
Knuckles and father now defeated, annihilated
They were lost

The owls all on him kicking
With beak and claws to rage
The city was destroyed
Beaten, defeated
I am so upset
That I can't finish

Father, you can't leave me
I won't, I could never...
No!

Having big gloves doesn't help
It's the saddest story ever lived

Now Knuckles is broken and alone
Without a father, a home, a role
(The owls killed dad)
I just needed the power

I seek the Flame of Disaster
(Michael Bolton, ladies and gentlemen)
(Glorious mission for glory)
I will find the Flame of Disaster
Glorious mission for glory

But power requires commitment
Too many obstacles to challenge the ingenuity
As his body screamed for a bath
A demon without restraint appeared in the flames
He said to him...

I will cook you until you are crispy
I will boil you like a fragrant fish
I will open the Facebook Marketplace and there
They offer happiness

Our hero returned to the start
It was in his heart, the true power

Yahoo
Are you ready? It begins

The demon was not impressed
By the little guy with the white gloves
He looked at him and rolled his eyes
And then without warning
Oh, damn! The magic and the lava
They were unexpected weapons
Knuckles down, the plan incomplete
No other chance for him!
Oh, damn!
Still and defeated the hero lay on the ground
And the demon screamed…

I won the war!
Inexperienced, unprepared, you are not worthy Inexperienced, unprepared, you are not worthy Inexperienced, unprepared, you are not worthy
You suck
You really suck
And now, I'm sad, this is the end of your story

Is it too late to understand where my strength is?
Where was it while I was holding myself in a grip?
Not in my skin and bright epicenter
Maybe the strength of a warrior comes from within?
It seemed certain, but a painful collapse
But Knuckles rose with a furious cry

Listen carefully, demon! The final battle remains!
And my strength will hurt you!
Fool, only I am the master of the power
No! Wrong! I now have within me
The Flame of Disaster!

Our hero, from far away
He fired an attack most frightening
I have always had this power
But now I know that I can find it because it is inside my heart!

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Portuguese (Portugal)[]

Numa nobre demanda
De glória 
Mãos de pedra tens
Joelhos superfortes
Testemunha o conto
Deste guerreiro, Knuckles

Quando o nosso herói era um rapaz
Foi treinado pelo pai tão capaz
Tinha técnica e tinha coragem
Estava a postos pra sua viagem
Mas vieram corujas gigantes
Prontas para matar os viajantes
O Knuckles e o pai ficaram assustados
Sim, estavam condenados

Corujas picaram e unharam
Piaram e tudo arrassaram
Queimaram a cidade
Ardendo sem piedade
E eu estou tão irritado
Que nem canto afinado

Pai, não podes abandonar-me
Não abandonarei, filho! Eu nunca...
Não!

Nem com grandes luvas se resolvem
Histórias tristes também me comovem

O Knuckles ficou tão sozinho
Ficou sem o pai, sem o seu ninho
(Corujas mataram-lhe o pai)
Agora sozinho queria o poder

Encontrarei as chamas da desgraça
(Michael Bolton, pessoal)
(Numa nobre demanda de glória)
Tenho de encontrar as chamas da desgraça
Numa nobre demanda de glória

Ter poder era extenuante
Com miutos obstáculos pela sua frente
Cheirava mal, um banho era vital
De fogo e cinzas, ele viu o demónio ardente
Que disse...

Queimo-te vivo, ficas tão crocante
Ver-vos os teus ossos, vais ficar picante
A seguir no marketplace do Facebook
Vejo se há coisas para o novo look

O herói foi ao incío da ação
Viu que a sua força está no coração

Yahoo
Estás pronto, Wade? Vamos a isso

Mas não agradou ao demónio
Este tipo à sua frente
Revirou os grandes olhos 
E foi sem ninguém contar
Ó meu Deus! Usou lava e magia
E de um momento pro outro
O Knuckles foi vencido, o trabalho destruído
Tudo ficou perdido!
Ó meu Deus!
Arruinado o nosso herói está no chão
Que o demónio gritava...

É o teu fim!
Inábil, ignorante, nada digno
Inábil, ignorante, nada digno
Inábil, ignorante, nada digno
Não prestas
Não prestas pra nada
Agora receio que tenhamos chegado ao fim da tua história

Será tarde pra descobrir a força que há em mim?
Não a senti nos ossos quando voei assim
Não estava no relâmpago que me percorreu, eu vi
A verdadeira força de um guerreiro estara dentro de si?
Mas quando todos já o viam vencido
O Knuckles ergeu-se com um grande rugido

Cuidado, demónio! Chegámos à luta final!
Eis a minha força sem igual!
Palerma, só eu posso dominar o poder
Não! Estás enganado! Porque agora empunho
As chamas da desgraça!

O demónio não contava com os punhos ardentes
E o nosso herói deu-lhe uma coça nos dentes
Eu tenho este poder na minha mão
Agora eu sei que a força de um guerreiro está no seu coração!

Romanian[]

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Russian[]

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Slovene[]

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Spanish (Latin America)[]

Singers: Noé Velázquez (Michael Bolton/Wade Whipple), TBA (Jack Sinclair), Gabriel Covagil, Humberto Mont, Jorge Garmalo, Nando Fortanell, Pascual Meza and Serxio Manuel (chorus)
En gloriosa misión
Por gloria
No lo haran temblar
Sus puños son dos bloques
Hoy la historia oirán
Del guerrero, Knuckles

Cuando el héroe empezaba a andar
Ya lo hacía entrenar su papá
Con la técnica y el valor
Que lo haría ser un vencedor
Pero un grupo de buhos atroz
De acabarlos tenía la misión
Padre e hijo supieron que no
Había salvación

Los buhos, sin más piedad
Lanzando un ataque
Prenden llamas al fuego
Y lo hacen arder
Ya ni puedo cantar
Esto es algo tan cruel

Padre, no puedes dejarme
¡No lo haré, hijo! Nunca voy a...
¡No!

Hay historias que no se reparan
Te pondrás muy triste al escucharla

Y así Knuckles solo quedó
Perdió su casa y su padre murió
(Los buhos dieron cuenta de el)
Tendrá que buscar el poder que da fuerza

Trás las Llamas del Desastre
(Michael Bolton para ustedes)
(Gloriosa misión por gloria)
Voy por las Llamas del Desastre
Gloriosa misión por gloria

No era una tarea banal
Muchos obstáculos iba a encontrar
Dando esfuerzo y jamás se bañó
El demonio de cenizas y de fuego halló
Que le dijo...

Voy a quemarte hasta hacerte crujir
Y hasta tus huesos me voy a servir
Y luego en Facebook voy a revisar
Si algo bonito me puedo comprar

Nuestro héroe a su origen volvió
Y halló su fuerza en su corazón

Yahoo
¿Estás listo? Seguimos

Al demonio en un precio no
El pequeño sujeto rojo
Con desprecio lo miró
Y sin avisar, de pronto
¡Ay por Dios! Con su magica lava
A nuestro héroe ataca
Knuckles ya no aguanta, en la misión fracasa
¡Es una completa falta!
¡Ay por Dios!
Knuckles inmóvil así derrotado fue
Y el demonio gritó...

¡Estás acabado!
Que incapaz, tan indigno
Que inútil es, tan indigno
Que inepto es, tan indigno
Que horror
El peor horror
Y ahora, por desgracia, aquí termina tu historia

¿Creo que aún la fuerza yo poseo?
Aunque esta vez no estuvo en mi en el vuelo
Y no lo hallé en el rayo que en mi piel fluía
¿Cuál guerrero no hay fuerza en mi interior?
Y se pensaban que todo acabó
El resurgió con un grito atroz

¡Hey, demonio! ¡Llegó la pelea final!
¡Mi poder me va a hacer triunfar!
Tonto, el lado del poder tienes delante
¡No! ¡Error! Yo voy a usar
¡Las Llamas del Desastre!

Al fin lo comprendió, un glorioso trance
Y a dos flamas vió, con puños llameantes
Ahí estaba este poder
¡La fuerza de un guerrero está dentro del corazón!

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