Here Comes The Storm…We were waiting for it so longThe flash of the ThunderboltIs the sign for start to huntThe cold wind blowsCalling the ancient wrathThat dwells in our soulsAnd inspires us to huntThe wild hunting beginsWe can’t wait to seeThe blood on our steelAnd arise the victims fear…Slowly step by stepWe march for our triumphWho doesn’t hunt todayTomorrow shall be a victim…Uprising of blue eyed devils thirsty for victim’s bloodThe children of this soil hunt on their territory…