Текст песни Scavengers

Pulsing beat of hungering lust, grinding jaw of the prowler Survival of the fittest, gaining, streaming blood pumps louder The hunt, a must desire to prey, glazing teeth so impassioned The stench of fear now in stride Taste of death...serpents tongue Victims end in determined run The hunter...Night beast Ferocious wild prowler hunter...rancid breed Ferocious wild prowler Scent embodied, overwhelming will to satisfy In taking life in turn for another Ravishing cold flesh down to the bone Vicious scavenging, strewn remains The stronger will to survive....survive Runner...Night beast Ferocious wild prowler hunter..rancid breed Ferocious wild prowler Scavengers.....Gnawing in bestial satisfaction Wild Dogs....Glowing eyes of the hungry pack Scavengers...hasten drips the bloodied tract Mauler...