Текст песни A Band of Hunters Stalk in Edo

Hired guns will honor nothing They're opportunists at their best… they're opportunists at their least A death dealer peddling, a peddler dealing in death Trafficking spirits and phantoms, vendor to devils and demons They'll keep to shadows, the cowards Forward, forward give them nothing Forward, onward make them regret Tonight, I'm hunting the hunter with the hunted, the haunted with his prey. They will suffer us, for we will fix our hearts Goodbye planet earth, farewell planet earth.