Our eyes are searching for victims 
At the air and the ground 
Lock yourselves in your holes 
We are coming to feed 
We know your taste's so sweet 

We belong to the mountains 
We came down to feed 
Straight from your flesh 
We feel there's no tomorrow 
We enjoy to watch you 
Beg for rest 

Rip your flesh with our claws 
And the air smells like blood 
Only ashes and bones 
Is what's left from your kind 
Taste the fear in your eyes 

We will let you revenge us 
But we know this story 
Bitter ends 
We will hide in the sun 
And our eyes 
Will turn around again