Storm - Radio Mix

Blowing so strongly, the storm makes a point

It brings along odor that will make you faint

Stench of the dead on the theater of war

Has not let nobody be carefree so far

Fight for salvation has lasted a while

And looks like it carries on for a long time

Killing the warriors who came here for glory

Lets hope someone lives through to retell the story

Fear has no power

All spirits are high

If death runs us over

No need for good bye

Grim reaper old-timer

Will gather our souls

A lifetime is over

Earth takes back the bones

A battle is held between rivaling tribes

For honor and fortune have men left their wives

Lust for destruction has confused their minds

Changed into monsters they don't want to be

The struggle is even and no one can tell

A figure of saying for whom the bell tolls

No one has come here to let themselves die

A side of the winners is the ultimate goal

Fear has no power

All spirits are high

If death runs us over

No need for good bye

Grim reaper old-timer

Will gather our souls

A lifetime is over

Earth takes back the bones

Fear has no power

All spirits are high

If death runs us over

No need for good bye

Grim reaper old-timer

Will gather our souls

A lifetime is over

Earth takes back the bones