This time It's open season on all of us Weak will be ripped and torn away You, you don't know what you're dealing with Trophy hunter comes for his bag
You understand that greater threat faces mankind He feels your fear when you see red light Infrared sensors indicate your quickened pulse To stay alive don't play according to his rules
Wrist blades sharp as razor are piercing through Your flesh and bones. What you gonna do? He respects the tribal customs of hunting craft After making a kill he converts heads into trophy of hunt
Blood runs everywhere. Prepare to attack! He stands behind your back There're unskinned bodies are hung. The result of his work Nobody will survive. Fear is reborn
Silent! Invisible! He's stealing up on you Won't beg for mercy if you don't afraid Rage! Spite! It's violent night Shout and screaming loud and overcome his might
You understand that greater threat faces mankind He feels your fear when you see red light Infrared sensors indicate your quickened pulse To stay alive don't play according to his rulesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
