Hunting the Human - Winterhorde

Dirty hounds of fate are barking at my door

My daughter’s suicide — I can bear no more

I have to make it right, I have to make it just

Just to see the fading life in the eyes of murderer

Shoot him in the chest, avenge my daughter’s death

Spare him from the life, hear the final breath

Fate demands his blood, spilled onto this soil

I’ll do as she commands, I’ll send his soul to… hell!

There is no place, where he can hide

From the death, when my time will come

To the death, when my time is done

I’ll send his soul, to serve the goat

Back to hell, let him rot

Back in hell, where he belongs

Track him through the rain, his footprints in the mud

Rain is trapped within, tears of wicked god

Smell his stench in dusk, smell of walking death

Swallow your disgust, shoot him in the chest

There is no place, where he can hide

From the death, when my time will come

To the death, when my time is done

I’ll send his soul, to serve the goat

Back to hell, let him rot

Back in hell, where he belongs

Blood is streaming down the hill, spilling

Blood is streaming down the hill, spilling

Blood is streaming down the hill, spilling

Blood is streaming down the hill, when I am

Hunting the human

When fate with laughter blows her horn

Hunting the human

Revenge is close at the dawn is born

Hunting the human

To kill the pain, to live again

Hunting the human to feel complete and sane again

His death will calm my soul

This pain will torture me no more

This night of judgment ends with trail of…

Blood is streaming down the hill…

Their shadows blurred in smoke

Their figures dimmed in fog

Is the killer dead

What if I’ve been wrong?

How could I be so blind

Oh, fate and wicked night

The body of his friend

Is where the bullet struck

Hunting the human

To kill the pain, to live again

Hunting the human to feel complete and sane again