Hunters of Divine Society

I run like the wind with the hunters on my back
 The road I roam is dingy and the sky is black
 Struggling ahead with my blinded eyes
 A little gleam of light would be nice
 Hunters of divine society
 Death squad by the grace of God
 Guardians of propriety
 They're insane so the words are in vain
 Hunters approaching with the scent of my lie
 They're few steps behind but still in full cry
 They've chosen me to be the next in line
 Hunters of morality from society divine
 The dying breeze catches anger from the north
 I sense it and run away for all I'm worth
 Flames in their eyes burning red and bright
 Everyone is in killing mood tonight
 Solo
 Hunters of divine society
 Death squad by the grace of God
 Guardians of propriety
 They're insane so the words are in vain
 Drooling like a beast in front of a knife
 With the only purpose to end this life
 Like a hungry wolf or a rabid dog
 Cause doesn't matter, just throw the first rock!
 Cruel sounds are reaching my ears
 I know that means they are gone
 I have seen this through hundred years
 Can't stop now, must carry on
 Hunters of divine society
 Death squad by the grace of God
 Guardians of propriety
 They're insane so the words are in vain
 Hunters of divine society
 Death squad by the grace of God
 Guardians of propriety
 They're insane so the words are in vain