What a night
Let’s go hunting, yeah
Somebody gonna fall a victim to us
Listen,- There’s no point to look for
better time
Or a better place [bad word] [bad word]  make haste
I don’t wanna die of hunger, my friend
In the air I feel the scent
Of  a better time and a better place

Moonlight cut the fog
Beware of the dogs
And people-
They like to hate
They hate themselves

Hou,
It was a howling success
R u ready to face
better time
Or a better place
Now?