Constrictor - Trophy Hunter | Текст песни

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This time It’s open season on all of us
Weak will be ripped and torn away
You, you don’t know what you’re dealing with
Trophy hunter comes for his bag

You understand that greater threat faces mankind
He feels your fear when you see red light
Infrared sensors indicate your quickened pulse
To stay alive don’t play according to his rules

Wrist blades sharp as razor are piercing through
Your flesh and bones. What you gonna do?
He respects the tribal customs of hunting craft
After making a kill he converts heads into trophy of hunt

Blood runs everywhere. Prepare to attack!
He stands behind your back
There’re unskinned bodies are hung. The result of his work
Nobody will survive. Fear is reborn

Silent! Invisible! He’s stealing up on you
Won't beg for mercy if you don't afraid
Rage! Spite! It’s violent night
Shout and screaming loud and overcome his might

You understand that greater threat faces mankind
He feels your fear when you see red light
Infrared sensors indicate your quickened pulse
To stay alive don’t play according to his rules

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