Storm Of The Beast

Night is coming down
Fog is all around
The beast is leaving his bloody home
The smell of blood
Is in the air
People die if he wants throne
And they fall down, down of their knees
Mercy is a world that he don't know
Storm of the beast, Storm of the beast
Locked up doors
Don't get out
The beast makes death like a game
He burst heads
Thrash all down
He destroys and feels ever the same
And they fall down, down of their knees
Mercy is a world that he don't know
Storm of the beast, Storm of the beast

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Kreator

• Nonconformist
• Demon Prince
• Phantom Antichrist
• Death To The World
• From Flood Into Fire
• Civilisation Collapse
• United In Hate
• The Few, The Proud, The Broken
• Your Heaven, My Hell
• Victory Will Come
• Until Our Paths Cross Again
• Hordes Of Chaos
• War Curse
• Coma Of Souls / Endless Pain
• Pleasure To Kill
• Destroy What Destroys You
• Phobia
• Terrible Certainity / Reconquering The Throne
• Flag Of Hate / Tormentor
• Violent Revolution
• People Of The Lie
• Europe After The Pain
• Enemy Unseen
• Outcast
• Stronger Than Before