At the air and the ground
Lock yourselves in your holes
We are coming to feed
We know your taste's so sweet
We belong to the mountains
We came down to feed
Straight from your flesh
We feel there's no tomorrow
We enjoy to watch you
Beg for rest
Rip your flesh with our claws
And the air smells like blood
Only ashes and bones
Is what's left from your kind
Taste the fear in your eyes
We will let you revenge us
But we know this story
Bitter ends
We will hide in the sun
And our eyes
Will turn around again
Our eyes are searching for victims At the air and the ground Lock yourselves in your holes We are coming to feed We know your taste's so sweet We belong to the mountains We came down to feed Straight from your flesh We feel there's no tomorrow We enjoy to watch you Beg for rest Rip your flesh with our claws And the air smells like blood Only ashes and bones Is what's left from your kind Taste the fear in your eyes We will let you revenge us But we know this story Bitter ends We will hide in the sun And our eyes Will turn around again Explain Request ×
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