Creeping through the woods Stalking the one-horned beast He will take its flesh for his feast
Elude the law at all costs He'll find a way He will not pay to stalk his prey
He goes sneaking through the forest, slipping past their watchful eyes He spots the beast and lets fly The authorities find the scene visited by carnage Seeing their endangered friend they cry
Creeping...
He breaks the law Park rangers want him dead He'll evade them all for the unicorn's headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.