Huntress کے بول

Huntress is agile, ridden by desire. She is tempting her prey - no one can surpass her. Her seductive body makes them lose their minds. She is spreading her nets, ignorant of failure. Her freedom is so wild - all the hearts are conquered. In her arms they go mad, there is no way back. Though she never can say why she needs to hurt them But the moon has gone up: she is starting her chase. Oh, Huntress - child of seduction! Temptation is the cross you'll bear always! Cries of happy delight she is now absorbing, Hungrily she's taking powers of her victim. Soon you will be also caught by equal monster Trapped you'll be by someone who's collecting hearts. Again you're awaking a dangerous flame, When you're setting a trap, both young man and old have no chance to escape from your grip. Again you're acting as treacherous snake, When you're setting a trap, both young man and old have no chance to escape from your grip.