Something must be done I gather the weapons Life must be near A crash at my woodpile Investigating to see A boar staring back at me
My final reserves of energy Propel me through the woods Adrenaline flows through my veins Destroy the boar or starve Suddenly it’s snatched Torn to a pulp A wild pack of wolves Have found me in their den
Face to face This must be my demise Five wolves stare I accept my only fate As the beasts attack I see my flesh Devoured before my eyes I slowly fade Into the land as a spiritTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
