Píseň: Storm Of The Beast
- Interpret:
- Kreator
- Album:
- Endless Pain
Fog is coming down darkness all around the beast is leaving its bloody home the smell of death is in the air people die if he wants the throne and they fall down, down down to their knees mercy is a word he doesn't know storm of the beast yeah lock your doors don't get out the beast brings death like a game he bursts heads thrashes all down he destroys and feels ever the same