Paroles de Spearfinger

Hunter born Pursue the weak No remorse to be gave Face adorned with stains of blood From the lives she's claimed Crows departing frantically Don't make the slightest sound Take your cover she's drawing near As thunder shakes the ground Turn and forsake Save every soul Spearfinger takes Hide in dismay Save every soul Spearfinger takes now Shroud of fog Flesh of stone Master of disguise Piercing flesh Velocity Her feast is your demise Hounds are howling frantically Don't make the slightest sound Take your cover she's drawing near As thunder shakes the ground