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Amon Amarth - Live for the Kill
| Előadó: | Amon Amarth |
|---|---|
| Album: | Keressük! |
| Szövegírók: |
Johan Hegg Olavi Mikkonen Fredrik Andersson Ted Lundstörm Johan Söderberg |
|---|---|
| Zeneszerzők: |
Johan Hegg Olavi Mikkonen Fredrik Andersson Ted Lundstörm Johan Söderberg |
| Kiadó: | Keressük! |
| Stílus: | Keressük! |
| Címkék: | Keressük! |
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[featuring Apocalyptica]
The pack of wolves
Are closing in
Now, hear the howling beasts
They move fast
Through winter woods
And soon it's time to feast
A vicious hunt
On through the night
The prey is short of breath
They feel the sting
Of burning eyes
That's fixed upon their necks
A predator's heart
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
A predator's heart
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
A natural force
They show their sharp
And grinning teeth
As howls are getting higher
Sending chills
Down fleeing spines
Their blood runs hot as fire
The vicious chase
Is soon at end
They're hunted until death
They feel the pain
Of sharpening steel
That's cutting through their flesh
Fearless warriors
Feed the wolves
Now hear the howling beasts
They move fast
Through winter woods
See the grey-backs feast
A natural force
It knows no remorse
And lives for the kill
The pack of wolves
Are closing in
Now, hear the howling beasts
They move fast
Through winter woods
And soon it's time to feast
A vicious hunt
On through the night
The prey is short of breath
They feel the sting
Of burning eyes
That's fixed upon their necks
A predator's heart
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
A predator's heart
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
A natural force
They show their sharp
And grinning teeth
As howls are getting higher
Sending chills
Down fleeing spines
Their blood runs hot as fire
The vicious chase
Is soon at end
They're hunted until death
They feel the pain
Of sharpening steel
That's cutting through their flesh
Fearless warriors
Feed the wolves
Now hear the howling beasts
They move fast
Through winter woods
See the grey-backs feast
A natural force
It knows no remorse
And lives for the kill
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