is going on Only the fast will survive In the we prowl Looking hard for deers Hunger croaks in our stomaches Our eyes like the wolves
run after meat as the possessed And we kill without pity We and laugh when the deer falls Hunting's more than just killing for the food
Hunting is going We are a part of the
Hunting is going on Only the fast will survive Away will not get, those four legged Not even the smallest one We live in forest here only fast ones live Only strongest will survive