| comrades come on, enter the boat. | |
| we are about to start the hunt of our lifes. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets get us some dead corpses. | |
| hunt down the weak, predators of the sea. | |
| oh it's my life and I am proud of it. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets start a massacre on the open ice. | |
| i still remember killing for the first time, I must have hit it 100 times. | |
| and the snow turned red allover. | |
| it's a ****ing pleasure flying the flags of my fathers!!! | |
| respect the sea! | |
| respect the ice! | |
| for they are stronger than we are! | |
| and my son will soon be a hunter! | |
| this violence is perpetual | |
| comrades come on, enter the boat. | |
| we are about to start the hunt of our lifes. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets get us some dead corpses! | |
| hunt down the weak, predators of the sea. | |
| oh it's my life and I am proud of it. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets start a massacre on the open ice. | |
| don't tell me we are cruel, while our children are being killed every day - homicide. and now you will tell me that anybody cares about these babies being massacred in a barbaric slaughter. | |
| respect the sea! | |
| respect the ice! | |
| for they are stronger than we are! | |
| and my son will soon be a hunter! | |
| this violence is perpetual! | |
| as long I will be our tradition will continue! | |
| kill, kill, kill… | |
| hunt down the weak, as long as I shall live. | |
| now!!! die!!! | |
| as long as there is no law against the hunt and the animals don't speak | |
| with a cruel blow to the top of the head we will kill and hunt down the weak! | |
| if he who sows the wind will reap the whirlwind, doom will soon await us! |
| comrades come on, enter the boat. | |
| we are about to start the hunt of our lifes. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets get us some dead corpses. | |
| hunt down the weak, predators of the sea. | |
| oh it' s my life and I am proud of it. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets start a massacre on the open ice. | |
| i still remember killing for the first time, I must have hit it 100 times. | |
| and the snow turned red allover. | |
| it' s a ing pleasure flying the flags of my fathers!!! | |
| respect the sea! | |
| respect the ice! | |
| for they are stronger than we are! | |
| and my son will soon be a hunter! | |
| this violence is perpetual | |
| comrades come on, enter the boat. | |
| we are about to start the hunt of our lifes. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets get us some dead corpses! | |
| hunt down the weak, predators of the sea. | |
| oh it' s my life and I am proud of it. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets start a massacre on the open ice. | |
| don' t tell me we are cruel, while our children are being killed every day homicide. and now you will tell me that anybody cares about these babies being massacred in a barbaric slaughter. | |
| respect the sea! | |
| respect the ice! | |
| for they are stronger than we are! | |
| and my son will soon be a hunter! | |
| this violence is perpetual! | |
| as long I will be our tradition will continue! | |
| kill, kill, kill | |
| hunt down the weak, as long as I shall live. | |
| now!!! die!!! | |
| as long as there is no law against the hunt and the animals don' t speak | |
| with a cruel blow to the top of the head we will kill and hunt down the weak! | |
| if he who sows the wind will reap the whirlwind, doom will soon await us! |
| comrades come on, enter the boat. | |
| we are about to start the hunt of our lifes. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets get us some dead corpses. | |
| hunt down the weak, predators of the sea. | |
| oh it' s my life and I am proud of it. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets start a massacre on the open ice. | |
| i still remember killing for the first time, I must have hit it 100 times. | |
| and the snow turned red allover. | |
| it' s a ing pleasure flying the flags of my fathers!!! | |
| respect the sea! | |
| respect the ice! | |
| for they are stronger than we are! | |
| and my son will soon be a hunter! | |
| this violence is perpetual | |
| comrades come on, enter the boat. | |
| we are about to start the hunt of our lifes. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets get us some dead corpses! | |
| hunt down the weak, predators of the sea. | |
| oh it' s my life and I am proud of it. | |
| comrades come on, the hunt is on. | |
| lets start a massacre on the open ice. | |
| don' t tell me we are cruel, while our children are being killed every day homicide. and now you will tell me that anybody cares about these babies being massacred in a barbaric slaughter. | |
| respect the sea! | |
| respect the ice! | |
| for they are stronger than we are! | |
| and my son will soon be a hunter! | |
| this violence is perpetual! | |
| as long I will be our tradition will continue! | |
| kill, kill, kill | |
| hunt down the weak, as long as I shall live. | |
| now!!! die!!! | |
| as long as there is no law against the hunt and the animals don' t speak | |
| with a cruel blow to the top of the head we will kill and hunt down the weak! | |
| if he who sows the wind will reap the whirlwind, doom will soon await us! |