paroles de chanson Your Head Will Be Mine - J.T. Machinima

Legions of monsters I fought cross the land
The crulest of all is the one we call man
When you're a Witcher you're given a choice
Kill for a living or be unemployed
Show me beast that you want destroyed
I'll bring you with head if you cough up the coins
Silver and steel, fire and ice
Giants will fall, vampires will fry
Werewolves will Howell, sirens will cry
And Griffins will tumble right out of the sky
Quick saddle up, take to the road
Look to the horizon, just follow the path,
Where it may go
If you want to survive
Don't draw the line, if you know where I stand
The law I live by the blade is in my hand
Now look in these eyes, see I'm not like the rest
To think like a monster is what I do best
Your head will be mine
When the White Wolf prevails
There is nowhere to hide
Cuz I'm hot on your trail
Just a footprint behind
And I won't lose the trail
When the winds of war rise then it's time to set sail
The Hunt has only begun
We've all come undone
I stand where the rest choose to run
All of these friends, come and gone
Made the men I've become
I will not sheathe my sword till this battle is won
Hark the herald welcome Geralt
Hunter of beasts, exotic and feral
Don't need protection, no matter the peril
Nobody told you?
Witchers are sterile
Respect women, never abuse 'em
When it comes to ladies man i can choose 'em
Yennefer, is my sorceress
I'd kill you if you ever saw her breasts
Land, see or horseback
All my fellow Wichers, where your swords at
You will learn to live with a sore back
When you put the whole team on your back
Mortal fates sealed
By mine blades of steel
To the beasts I encounter The silver won't yield
These nightmares that haunt me,
Becoming so real
Deep cuts come to mend
But some wounds won't heal
Your head will be mine
When the White Wolf prevails
There is nowhere to hide
Cuz I'm hot on your trail
Just a footprint behind
And I won't lose the trail
When the winds of war rise then it's time to set sail
The Hunt has only begun
We're all come undone
I stand with the rest choose to run
All these friends, come and gone
Made the man I've become
I will not sheathe my sword till this battle is won
Legions of monsters I fought across the land
The crulest of all is the one we call man
Potions and hexes, best keep them on hand
Hunt or be hunted, obey or command
Don't draw the line, if you know where I stand
The law I live by is the blade in my hand
Now look in these eyes, see I'm not like the rest
To think like a monster is what I do best
Your head will be mine
When the White Wolf prevails
There is nowhere to hide Cuz I'm hot on your trail
Just a footprint behind
And I won't lose the trail
When the winds of war rise then it's time to set sail
The Hunt has only begun
We've all come undone
I stand where the rest choose to run
All of these friends, come and gone
Made the men I've become
I will not sheathe my sword till this battle is won