Текстове на песни: The Samples. The Hunt.

Out in the yard cave wires are burning
Can't see too far today, over there
Feel against your skin
Heat comes from nowhere

When the smoke is gone
Something else is standing there

In the time it takes to crawl out of the water
The serpent walks and he speaks
We tend the fire, blood is on the spear
And the pictures on the wall tell the story of the hunt