A hungry pack Of ferocious beasts Only desires Are that of meat
Something big Is coming this way With only two It will surely be Our nights prey
Stalking stealthfully The smell is increasing Seeing the victim They soon will be eating Pound of flesh Standing there waiting
Moving under the tree Attacked by two then three Tearing at the back and neck The gian releases a fit of sreams Try to run away But one has the leg
Ripping it down we have it now Torn to pieces for the feeding
Go for the corpse Scrapping for meat
Punching large teeth Through the skin Face soaked With bloody chunks
Go for the corpse
Moving under the tree Attacked by two then three Tearing at the back and neck The gian releases a fit of sreams Try to run away
Tasting the fresh kill Is turning him greedy Only the largest eat freelyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
