Текст песни PLEMЯ - Древняя охота

Coming out of the wilderness
The starry sky looked
You always wanted to know
His metered limit.

Among the snow and fire
The tests took place.
His right to prove,
You got the ship.

The blood in your veins sings
Blades are omitted in the slots.
Wait for your time will come.
Time, an ancient hunting.

Become one of the world against
We do not see no tangible
Looks down from the walls in the back
Trophies empty eyes.

Through the endless horizon
You are on a mission
Similarly, knowing that in the darkness
The cruel extraction waiting.

The path is laid in a vacuum.
Past thousand worlds.
That in your collection
There are more skulls!

duel whirlwind
Perception sharpness
But refined steel
Corrosive acid

Blood flows on hand
And stand no more strength
Death atomic countdown
On the bracelet you included

The blood in your veins sings
Blades are omitted in the slots.
Wait for your time will come.
Time, an ancient hunting.

Become one of the world against
We do not see no tangible
Looks down from the walls in the back
Trophies empty eyes.