Kreator — Storm of the Beast

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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 the throne
And they fall down, down on their knees
Mercy is a word that he don’t know

Storm Of The Beast
Storm Of The Beast
Storm Of The Beast
Storm Of The beast

Locked up doors, don’t get out
The beast makes death like a game
He bursts heads, thrash all down
He destroys and feels ever the same
And they fall down, down on their knees
Mercy is a word that he don’t know