Hunter's Blood - Rescue Team

Jungle!
Motherfucking Jungle!

In the tropical heat of the summer 1987
A rescue team was sent to bounce back a cabinet minister
They were hiddenly stalked and traced by the Devil himself
Big guys with big guns were to encounter something sinister...

Sweep pattern. Double back. 50 meters. Let's go!
Take lead, double-time it. Use your nose of the Navajo

This well-hidden place, the military base
Full of terrorists - torture specialists
Boot in the face direct - they have no respect
Hostage killed - death fulfilled!

BOOM!

Bombs - yeah!
Explosions - Right!
Machine guns, grenades tear the enemies apart
Shoot well!
Detonate their stuff
Till everyone is dead, see you, goodbye!

Ooooooh... Girl... Holy shit
Agent Dillon, she's your luggage
¡Vamos! ¡Vamos! Stop sand-baggin'!

Leaves can't hurt - weapons can
Get up, "sweetheart" - try again...
There is something in the trees
Once you see it you will freeze

Uah!

Rescue team that needs to be rescued now!
He's left behind to gain some time

Run, run, run for your life!
The jungle may be your ally
Fear, fear won't let you stop here
Great despair can make you fly

In the tropical heat of the summer 1987
A brutal, savage Beast was sent...

To hunt armed men
To kill and please itself

la selva se lo llevó

Fierce attack from the back

Written by:
Lucass Edquist

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