Now in the battlefield Horror, screams and death Under the black rainy sky A beast is stalking around
Ruinous and primitive being With his sharp and rusty scimitar There's no place to hide From his anger and rage
His breath like the smell of death Roaring in front of your face Guided by the will of his dark lord Only needs your running bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.