We cut our teeth on sadness We hunt our sorrows down We fought the nights so sleepless We made our beds on the cold hard ground Seasons come and go, traditions rise and fall We watch with hunter’s eyes We found the place to call our own
What we have, we hunt. What we kill, we keep Shadows never die, Darkness never breaks
You built your bastions of ivory and pride We see your gates, but do not knock We stay out in the wild
What we have, we hunt. What we kill, we keep Shadows never die, Darkness never breaks
This is the sound of violence These are the songs of war We are everything you fear And we’re clawing at the walls
I see a kingdom of closed minds and shallow hearts So tell me this, would you fall in line Or rip it all apart
What we have, we hunt What we kill, we keep Shadows never die Darkness never breaks
This is the sound of violence These are the songs of war We are everything you fear And we’re clawing at the walls
This is the hour of the wolf We’re clawing at the walls This is the hour of the wolf
This is the sound of violence These are the songs of war We are everything you fear And we’re clawing at the wallsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
