On the Prowl Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2016
Lyrics
Bring your blade the hunt begins
Rapture waiting in the wings
Iron lungs and phantom limbs
Worthless men forsake their kin
High as hell on heathen drugs
Full of fire, feeling numb
Ready or not here we come
On the prowl for young guts
Demons knocking at your door
Better off never born
Laid out upon the killing floor
Take your share then take some more
Unprepared for what's to come
Earthquake, plague, famine, flood
Parasitic terror-punks
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
On the prowl for fresh blood
Fresh blood
Fresh blood
Fresh blood