Face-hooded, You walk in the black and cold forest
The dawn has come, hunt-botchers are out for hunting
Roles are inversed, hunters become game
Provocation or intimidation, don’t jump on today
Face-hooded, You walk in the black and cold town
And you will free the laboratory animals Crawbar or plyer, no cage will resist
Freed from execution, animals finally respected
Face-hooded, You walk in the black and cold night
The butchers’ shop window, you’ll smash them
The death stalls will burn tonight
And the murderers will finally bleed
Face-hooded, You walk in the black and cold forest
Face-hooded, You walk in the black and cold town
Face-hooded, You walk in the black and cold night
And you support AFL with pride