So begins again, the hunt for that rabbit in the snow Heart pounding with anticipation for that sensation in my nose The hunger's real, I salivate and lick my lips I long for the chase, the kill, that mind-numbing bliss
How can I resist?
The hunt is on as I remain unsatisfied Anxious and hungry with my nostrils open wide Instinct takes over when I see the rabbit dance Let me feed again, how long will this one last?
The feeling fades too fast
A desperate hunt again for that rabbit in the snow Not for the taste, but to stay awake My senses sharp, the powder blinding white Final moments writhing in the throes of frostbite
In the the throes of frostbiteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
