Original lyrics

EN

Evening's coming Barometer's crazy Time to get ready For mistreating night Comes for the visit God of the thunder No time for questions Run for your life No chance for human Night of the demons You teel the power Of his yelling voice Die all you bastards It's time for the strong one Battle has strated Keep swords, no more toys He's the real stormmaster Take a look straight to his eyes He's the real stormmaster Whispering wind, isn't it nice Comes from the racks King of the lightning On dusty wheels Riding his blackcloud horse Comes from the rocks Killing the fortune Ready's the throne Blood for his glory boils No chance for human He's the real stormmaster