In a time when men knew the meaning of fear And the tyrants of hell ruled the land and the seas There lived one man who was true Guardian of secrets that only he knew Condemned for a crime that he did not commit Sentenced to die in the depths of the pit He swore he would take his revenge Every laster traitor, their lives he would end
Up from the bowels of hell he sailed Wielding a tankard of freshly brewed ale Slaying all those in his path Those who might hinder his god-given task To bring back beer to the lands of the free This is his quest, his true destiny Legends shall speak of his name Hail the Huntmaster, with honour and fame
This is the hunter's badge of glory That he protects and tends his quarry Hunts with honor, as is due And through the beast to the Gods is trueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
