Slayers' Jig - Qantice

Rite has begun

Everyone is hunter and prey

Start to run

Stay away from the trumpeting jowls

The caress of razor claws

Don’t you expect no mercy

For them it’s just a party

Welcome to us

The numerous

The warm and glorious

Be one of us

Until the hearse

They have a planet plugged in the ground

Guardian of ancient memories

Ruined civilization

We wanna solve your mysteries

We’re the unwise

Dust in a whim

Risking our lives

Chasing a dream

Who’s gonna be

The survivors

After the jig of the slayers

Who’s gonna be

The survivors

After the jig of the slayers

Welcome to us

The numerous

The warm and glorious

Be one of us

Until the hearse

Chased by the crowd

We are still riding

If one gets caught

The fight begins

Violently

Cheerfully

Fatally, fatally