Testi:
The Crown Death Is The Hunter

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

it grow into a tree A spectral tiger is born With beautiful stripes and porcelain teeth And the ghost of the hunt underneath Either way it?s death

praise me It's like my life is crazy From the shadow of the ghetto when the track is jumping Stands a lone masked avenger who's actions rugged A rap bounty hunter

real A hunchback stood in the wind at the foot of the hill The house reaks of death and dripping blood the stench is like a breath from the tomb Dirty

pass this way again, you can rest assured I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting

each song, each chant, each blasphemy it is the sign of hades swords shall chime and blood shall flow in a neverending death dance and crows shall feast

I am the bloody earth Bright, riding in heaven. The player in rags White Bat is death? Feed it to pigs Rise to be a king

crown I wore Was it mine The lips that lie Is it true The lace that tears Is it skin The line that binds Is it real The face that smiles Is

One more time Ready to die Wild for the night Death comes pale Cold is the grave Through secrets of these blood drenched streets Still hunting for a