| In the streets of Yharnam the hunt has begun
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| The roar of the fire, the blast of the gun
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| Here come the hunters
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| The last of their kind they are
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| And blood flows as they run
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| And the hunt has begun
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| As their madness rises in the heart of the church
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| From Byrgenwerth’s towers the creatures emerge
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| And the shadows converge
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| Here still sleep the old ones, the cosmic core of lies
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| As the eldritch wrath awakens, an omen fills the skies
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| And the wicked will arise
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| In the night where illusions are falling
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| Into the fight where the vilebloods come to dance
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| In the dream where the nightmare is calling
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| Hearing them scream as they lie in mad romance
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| In the dark where the shadows are dreaming
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| Under the sky where a paleblood moon will rise
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| In the hunt for the last of the pure bloods
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| Harken our cry, the last battle has now begun
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| We’re the lords of the hunt!
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| Inside Cainhurst castle the vileblood queen still reigns
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| A ruler in the darkness, taste the blood in our veins
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| She’s the last who remains
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| You must pledge allegiance or you will fight alone
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| Against the forces of the dark, a fire from a spark
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| And the shadows leave their mark
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| In the night where illusions are falling
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| Into the fight where the vilebloods come to dance
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| In the dream where the nightmare is calling
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| Hearing them scream as they lie in mad romance
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| In the dark where the shadows are dreaming
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| Under the sky where a paleblood moon will rise
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| In the hunt for the last of the pure bloods
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| Harken our cry, the last battle has now begun
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| We’re the lords of the hunt!
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| Join us now in the madness of the hunt
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| Follow us to the lands beyond the sun
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| Dream with us of a legend that was
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| And of one that’s yet to come
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| In the night where illusions are falling
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| Into the fight where the vilebloods come to dance
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| In the dream where the nightmare is calling
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| Hearing them scream as they lie in mad romance
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| In the dark where the shadows are dreaming
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| Under the sky where a paleblood moon will rise
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| In the hunt for the last of the pure bloods
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| Harken our cry, the last battle has now begun
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| We’re the lords of the hunt! |