I’m a loner
Keeping off the crowd
I choose my path
I stand my ground
When the wounded game
Comes into play
There it comes too, the love of prey
There it comes too, the love of prey
I know the cries well
It’s waiting for the scout
It’ll grip the heart
And tear it out
When the wounded game
Comes into play
There it comes too, the love of prey
There it comes too, the love of prey