I feel fresh grass Drops over me The sound of leaves The ground under my feet
A shallow river is flowing in my way I can see lots of deer everywhere Crouched in silence I'm stalking to kill I decide who lives and dies
Blended with the jungle Feeling the wind in my face I make a great journey The only way to survive
Blended with the jungle Feeling the wind in my face Under the same sun Tens of miles to hunt
They follow me They want to kill They try to reach Slave of my skin
They follow me They want to kill They get to reach A bite and sleep
And my eyes are closed
Behind a door I walk in circles Inside a cage Made by man
Surrounded by walls Iron and ropes Deprived of freedom My stripes in sadness
My mind gets black My mouth is hunger for blood My claws need to harrow My entrails are infected with rageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
