Из альбома: Merciless
I was on the ground for years
The ugly truth carved out of fear
Always looking for more to steal
Full-color nightmares becoming real
This pack of wolves is haunting me
Unrelenting, unwelcome memory
Light feet an dsharp teeth are tracking me
Follow the scent of tragedy
In packs they gather
With fake smiles they greet
They, the hunters
I, their meat