Brutal Death/Doom/Black/Grind Metal
It was a cold, stormy night. People gathered at the tavern in the Old Town...Ale and Lagers, The Malty flavor of brewed goodness. When suddenly, Ivol arose in the shape of 2 men. They traveled to the old town, to the tavern under the rain and cold... The Warriors were born to show the world the real nature of Sheeps and its a warning...that must not go unheard.
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