Paroles de Manhunt
They follow up your scentit's their favourite hunt
quarry is near
for starveling pack
They follow up your scent
searching all around heart
full at fear
and no way back
They're near, so near
you hear bloodthirsty howling
It must be hells bent
to have control of bounds
what's truth, what's lie
who will be next
Oh fear, great fear
machine of power's rolling
Masters prefer the manhunt ...
They follow up your scent ...
They're near, so near ..
Masters prefer the manhunt
and no way back
They're near, so near
you hear bloodthirsty howling
It must be hells bent
to have control of bounds
what's truth, what's lie
who will be next
Oh fear, great fear
machine of power's rolling
Masters prefer the manhunt ...
They follow up your scent ...
They're near, so near ..
Masters prefer the manhunt
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