[Music: Moti, Lyrics: Finlay/Moti]
Reach for the rifle — go for the gun
Saddle the beast huge load to heave
Unstoppa bullrace now begun
Cry for the slaughter who would believe
Hunting the red one — blood on their breath
Screaming horisons for clues of the kill
Blowing their own horn — stinking of death
Tally ho.
Touch of the tail but what to expect
Dog don’t believe why to die for the queen
Lies to the allies — wrath with respect
Blood hounds of hades — heeding the scream
Pounding of hooves they cannot control
Mud flying high as shit hits the fan
Break for the border — the thrill of it all
Tally ho.
Clawing the reigns
Of a world gone mad treason
Breaking the chains
Death or glory — pride or pain
Breaking down the rules of greed and gain
Hunter’s hounds in the hands of the hunted
Death or glory
Clawing the reigns
Of a world gone mad treason
Breaking the chains
Death or glory — pride or pain
Breaking down the rules of greed and gain
Hunter’s hounds in the hands of the hunted
Death or glory
Death or glory — pride or pain
Death or glory