Ancient Necropsy The Sand Storm Attack
Invasion at the land of our enemies... with our axes with blood... destroy their temples and bodies... their armies will die!!!... fields of blood in the mid of the desert... following the paths of splattered bones and flesh... the enemies are rising over us... killing with fire and poisoned arrows... our armies are dead!... our black magician arrives... and invokes the force of evil... the sky is getting back... dominating the forces of nature... possessed by fire... shut an infernal turbulence and the sand becomes a wall covering the sky... infernal storm... and furious winds rot the enemies flesh... we have lost many warriors. But never lost the war... the apocalypse is walking together with us. we will never die...
