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 [2] 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 [2]