Pentakill
Deathfire Grasp
Fighting shadows
In their haunting guise
Smiting the wicked baron
And unleash my might
When we face our final hour
In the darkest rift
Come what ever may
I'll be the death of you
After channeling my power
Your end will be swift
Now there's nothing in my way
You'll feel my deathfire grasp!
Clashing minions
Ravaged fields of war
Manifest my dominion
Total chaos restored
When we face our final hour
In the darkest rift
When we face our final hour
In the darkest rift
From Letras Mania