Blackhorned Foaming Fury Of The Beast
Thunde roaring in the sky and the sun is turning black.
Fires sweeps across the field for the armies of the Damned.
He comes from the Black Mountains with fury, hate and death.
No one knows what will do and what will come this night.
Breathing fire, hungry for blood.
Ripping flesh and grinding bones.
Glowing eyes and with Horns of Hell.
He has a pleasure to kill.
By the foaming fury of The Beast - everyone will die!
An army of skeletons follows him - just do kill the rest.
Those who escapes his foaming fury -
Will also meet their death!
