Me and my family love roaming the woods It's all about hunting, live, learn and play But it's not easy being a hunter these days We have to find new excuses
It is time to go, march us prisoners off I accept the agony applause Brave as I am An insane dance at the brink of death In your circus of the obscene
What have we done, where do we want to go? The city sleeps forever It slithers away as we speak And we tell ourselves to deny it Their lies dominate
Time to tell you how became A master in the most delicious trade To be honest, I did not like to go to school And I was not any good at it either I did
another heart another life just another test another murder another lie just another death and ours is to suffer for you want always more and ours is
Comrades come on, enter the boat We are about to start the hunt of our lives Comrades come on, the hunt is on Let's get us some dead corpses Hunt down
[Sisters Of Mercy cover] Oh, temple of love In the temple of love you hide together Believing pain and fear outside But someone near you rides the weather
come on now you sinners and angels without wings the dance of the fools is about to begin why should you fear what cannot be avoided it is time to dance
(It is utterly exhausting, an awful bore Such a miserable life, nothing left to adore it is utterly disappointing, the most awful bore Our miserable lives
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Pass on these tidings my dearest friends Today the blades of our knifes will turn red Listen now everybody! You the crown of creation we don't really
executioners, raise your swords avengers, these lives are yours let us start with the end now, prepare their graves their lives are worth nothing, their
I will cut my tongue to end this here As words to bullets and feelings to fears You danced the night away, you stole my heart that day I dare to cause
they are no men- they are nothing a carcass- bloated by shame and as their blood fills the skies our love for humanity faded became jaded this is our
sun goes down once again while I sit here and feel the tears running down my cheeks no I am not afraid of the dark but the darker it gets the more I realize
into the sky, into the blood drenched skies... his soul flew away to rally the death-hordes up in heaven.... and wherever his soul may go his words shall