hunter The hunter and the hunted They hunt for food, they hunt for fun The hunter and the hunted They hunt to see, the hunted run The hunter and the hunted
sweaty Cause I'm the Hunter Yeah, the Hunter of Love And I never quit. I'm the Hunter of Love I will never let you down I'm the Hunter of Love One
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson The night is black Without a moon The air is thick, and still The vigilantes gather on The
now.. all right Adrenaline is flowing hard, and I don't.. I don't want this feeling to end Oh the thrill of the hunt again... Ohh.. thrill of the hunt
I have heard dandelions Roaring out in my backyard A direct approach is dangerous Until you're sure they've dropped their guard You'd be better off to
She's bright and you're bleak Then she kicked you out into the street You call her when you're weary and weak And the coma you slip into Will hold all
Up in the Volkov mountains In the rubble of the Ghoul hunter's home A monster of metal lies buried Under ten thousand tons of stone To wield a weapon
meat The scandal will end Human butchers have no remorse For their choppings It's only a job to them Poor and homeless He stalks away Hunting humans
a love hunter baby I'm a love hunter baby I'm a love hunter baby Love hunter baby, mm, yeah Love hunter baby Love hunter baby Love hunter baby Love hunter
Running faster than I ever have Evading sharks of the sky Death trap and I kill again Dig through my own hives Shelter from sky Talon of raptor
He likes to have the morning paper, crossword solved Words go up, words come down, forwards backwards twisted round He grabs a pile of letters from a
OZIANS Go and hunt her And find her And kill her Madame Morrible (spoken) Good fortune, Witch Hunters! OZIANS Go and hunt her And find her And kill
'm the light of the antichrist my steel will purify the human race hidden in the shadows of dead I'n your untrue salvation Hunter of souls son of the
going says mildor to moldor where are you going says jack in the can where are you going says bob the red nose where are you going says everyone hunting
Three men went a-hunting But nothing could they find Till they came across a mouldy cheese And that they left behind The Englishman said "mouldy cheese
Out in the dunes, far and wide Where desert wind stir up the sand Long ago in ancient time Ruled Pharaoh's hand A king and a god to all mortal men Worship
I have just found out I'm the chosen one I am the great Sir Knight Rescue young maidens Fighting evil dragons I'll defeat all the giants In the shadow
days he's just like a shadow Vanitas! Vanitas! Utters the oracle A chasing after the wind Meaningless! Meaningless searches for wisdom Everything is in vain like your hunting