Letra de On The Hunt

Sooner or later they will come back, like hunters, always on your track. on the hunt For fresh flesh! always near, ready for attack, beware what's lurking in the dark! Memories disappearing fast, denying what has been done in the past. on the hunt for fresh Flesh! hateful brown hordes with a blood-red flag, guns in hand and ammos in their bags. army of brainless fanatics blinded by angry politics on the hunt for fresh flesh!