Testo di Head-Hunter

Loaded all my weapons and saw Out in the city of filth Entrails, piece of flesh, brains will flow Now start the chase Run in the heart of the night Cry for the fear and despair Lay by my animal hits Dead or alive i will take Blame all the saints and your god Guilt, i don't care what you've done Chanced to meet you on my way Certainly got no escape Creep, know i will never stop What would be that strange disease? Need money or somethin' else? I think it's pleasure, i feel/ pleasure i think