Hunted
I sense the fear from amongst the trees
Primal
Is the need for your mind to feed
Weakened
Religious faith brings you to your knees
Guilt
A mental crutch used by the lame
Sin
Christian construct to bring you shame
Weakened
Religious faith brings you to your knees
Dont move...
Don't breathe...
Chorus:
I smell the blood in your veins
A mercy killing just to answer your pain
Christian aversion, only light now remains
We arrive like the wolf at the gate.
Prideful
The strength to make themselves complete
Slave Born
Will acquiesce to their defeat
Weakened
Religious faith brings you to your knees
Don't move...
Don't breathe...
Chorus:
I smell the blood in your veins
A mercy killing just to answer your pain
Christian aversion, only light now remains
We arrive like the wolf at the gate.
Outro:
Wolves... Must Hunt
Wolves... Must Kill
Wolves... Survive
Wolves... Evolve