Sepultura - The Hunt lyrics
Sepultura [Paulo Jr., Andreas Kisser, Derrick Green, Greyson Nekrutman] Belo Horizonte, Minas Gerais, Brazil 🇧🇷
[Sepultura - The Hunt lyrics]
We went into town on the Tuesday night
Searching all the places that you hang about
We're looking for you
In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs
In the discotheques and the gaming pubs
We're looking for you
You will pay the price for
My own sweet brother and what he has become
And a hundred other boys and girls
And all that you have done
We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns
One of your cronies - he
Was doing your rounds we followed him
Just a silhouette figure up Market Pass
Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
We followed him
Over the bridge by the old canal
Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall
He stopped to light up a cigarette
And we dived into a doorway
No police, no summons, no courts of law
(No, no, no, no)
No proper procedure, no rules of war
(No, no, no, no) no mitigating circumstance
(No, no, no, no)
No lawyer's fee, no second chance
(No, no, no, no)
There are lasses getting trouble on
Their own home beat
There are old folk battered
In the open street in this city of ours
There are eyes that see but
Say nothing at all there are ears that hear
But they don't recall in this city of ours
So we followed your man back
To your front door
And we're waiting for you outside
'Cause not everybody here is scared of you
Not everybody passes on the other side
No police, no summons, no courts of law
(No, no, no, no)
No proper procedure, no rules of war
(No, no, no, no) no mitigating circumstance
(No, no, no, no)
No lawyer's fee, no second chance
(No, no, no, no)
And we could spent our whole lives waiting
For some thunderbolt to come
And we could spent our whole lives waiting
For some justice to be done
Unless we make our own
Ohh, no police, no summons, no courts of law
(No, no, no, no)
No proper procedure, no rules of war
(No, no, no, no) no mitigating circumstance
(No, no, no, no)
No lawyer's fee, no second chance
(No, no, no, no)
Searching all the places that you hang about
We're looking for you
In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs
In the discotheques and the gaming pubs
We're looking for you
You will pay the price for
My own sweet brother and what he has become
And a hundred other boys and girls
And all that you have done
We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns
One of your cronies - he
Was doing your rounds we followed him
Just a silhouette figure up Market Pass
Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
We followed him
Over the bridge by the old canal
Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall
He stopped to light up a cigarette
And we dived into a doorway
No police, no summons, no courts of law
(No, no, no, no)
No proper procedure, no rules of war
(No, no, no, no) no mitigating circumstance
(No, no, no, no)
No lawyer's fee, no second chance
(No, no, no, no)
There are lasses getting trouble on
Their own home beat
There are old folk battered
In the open street in this city of ours
There are eyes that see but
Say nothing at all there are ears that hear
But they don't recall in this city of ours
So we followed your man back
To your front door
And we're waiting for you outside
'Cause not everybody here is scared of you
Not everybody passes on the other side
No police, no summons, no courts of law
(No, no, no, no)
No proper procedure, no rules of war
(No, no, no, no) no mitigating circumstance
(No, no, no, no)
No lawyer's fee, no second chance
(No, no, no, no)
And we could spent our whole lives waiting
For some thunderbolt to come
And we could spent our whole lives waiting
For some justice to be done
Unless we make our own
Ohh, no police, no summons, no courts of law
(No, no, no, no)
No proper procedure, no rules of war
(No, no, no, no) no mitigating circumstance
(No, no, no, no)
No lawyer's fee, no second chance
(No, no, no, no)