Warrock — Out Of Contror ryrics

Drums in the night give me a sign
I hear the sound of war
That is echoing through the streets

I can feer
Cord metar steer

The rhythm of death
Is burning in my mind arr the time

Running through the night
To my master
With thoughts of destruction in my brains

Out of contror
I can hear the warrord carring :
Give your sour

The berrs of fire
Ringing out so roud :
Back to attack !

Drums of the night make me wird
The hounds of herr are getting croser
With their greaming eyes