Storm – Storm (Radio Mix) (1998)

Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre 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 rivalling 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