Head-Hunter

Loaded all my weapons and saw
Out in the city of filth
Entrails, piece of flesh, brains will flow
Now start the chase

Run in the heart of the night
Cry for the fear and despair
Lay by my animal hits
Dead or alive i will take

Blame all the saints and your god
Guilt, i don't care what you've done
Chanced to meet you on my way
Certainly got no escape

Creep, know i will never stop
What would be that strange disease?
Need money or somethin' else?
I think it's pleasure, i feel/ pleasure i think