The Hunt के बोल

Sinful i have taken life by life Mortality a gift you have to make Blood and sweat is the nourishment Bloody victim the hunt is your painful eend Nervously your skin is turning wet Merciless i stab you in the back Steel of sword is reaching tender flesh Lustfully i cut your hear from neck Panic, butcher Bleeding for my need Never enter my hunting-ground `cause i get you and i smash you down I cut you, slash you till your death I slice your heart and steal your breath The hunt is on! Manhunt is on! I slaughter you, i slice your throat apart I punish you, your neverreesting soul Gruesome, black and obscure night Entirely i have given death's delight Panic, butcher Bleeding for my need You and me - the chosen ones The hunt is on!