The Hunger — текст песни (misfits)

We become

Erupt in violence

Destroy the silence

Our time has come

Go



We are the outcasted, ancient descendents

The ones whove been calling and

Would you still die for the dead, yet still living

Starved of a time thats now come, whoa-oh



We are the children

The hungry children



We become

Erupt in violence

Seduce the silence

Our time has come

Go



We are the kindred, hells ancient descendent slaves

Begging the night not to go

Would you still die for the dead, yet still living

Starved of a life thats now gone, whoa-oh



We are the children

The hungry children



We become

Blood quench the hunger

You want it, you need it

Blood quench the hunger

You want it, you need it

Blood quench the hunger

You want it, you need it



Oh, whoa