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Woorden: Crown. Death Is The Hunter.

Death is the hunter
Breathing down your neck
The Force that will tear
Your worthless life to shreds

The stench of fear upon your dying breath
Charging forth
I am the hunter by death possessed
Prowling, insane from hunger

By terror blessed
I raging thirst for death
Behold the endless depths
A surge of power

In darkness I descend
Your souls are mine
Together down the line

Through your death I am reborn
In a crimson tide
There will be no mercy given
From my blood-stained scythe

Death is the hunter
I am the hunter
Stalking defenseless prey
Through your death I am reborn

In me you'll find your bane
Watching as the innocent they flee
You know there's no escape
Beware my killing spree

Through your death I am reborn
In a crimson tide
There will be no mercy given
From my blood-stained scythe

The grin across my face
The hunger in my stare
As I feed upon your fear
I am the hunter

Your worst fucking nightmare
Death your release
I will set you free
Death is the hunter

Breathing down on your neck
The force that will tear
Your worthless life to shreds
I am the hunter

Stalking defenseless prey
Through your death I am reborn
In me you'll find your bane

Through your death I am reborn
In a crimson tide
There will be no mercy given
From my blood-stained scythe

The grin across my face
The hunger in my stare
As I feed upon your fear
I am the hunter

Your worst fucking nightmare
Death your release
I will set you free
Death is the hunter

Breathing down on your neck
The force that will tear
Your worthless life to shreds
I am the hunter

Stalking defenseless prey
Through your death I am reborn
In me you'll find your bane