The Hunt
Sepultura Lyrics

We went into town on the tuesday night
We entered the town on a Tuesday evening.

Searching all the places that you hang about
We combed through all the spots where you usually go.

We're looking for you
Our objective is to find you.

In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs
In the underground clubs where people drink, dance and chat.

In the discotheques and the gaming pubs
In the nightclubs, bars and pubs where people dance and play games.

You will pay the price for my own sweet brother
You will experience the consequences of your actions towards my dear brother.

And what he has become
And also what he has ended up being because of you.

And a hundred other boys and girls
And for the many other young individuals that you have also mistreated.

And all that you have done
As a result of all the harm that you have caused.

We picked up the trail at the seven crowns
We spotted your trail at the Seven Crowns.

One of your cronies, he was doing your rounds
One of your accomplices was checking your usual places.

We followed him
So we proceeded to follow him.

Just a silhouette figure up market pass
He was a visibly blurry figure passing through the upmarket area.

Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
Where the lamps' rays reflect on shattered windows.

We followed him
We trailed him persistently.

Over the bridge by the old canal
Across the bridge next to the antique canal.

Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall
On the wall where the shadows play with the light.

He stopped to light up a cigarette
He paused to ignite his cigarette.

And we dived into a doorway
We found refuge in a nearby building entrance.

No police, no summons, no courts of law
No police presence, no official call to appear in court.

No proper procedure, no rules of war
No traditional process, no war regulations.

No mitigating circumstance
No situations that could reduce the severity of the situation.

No lawyers fees, no second chance
No expenditures on attorneys or room for a re-do.

There are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat
Females getting into some form of trouble in their neighborhood.

There are old folk battered in the open street
Elder people being physically abused in public areas.

In this city of ours
In our city.

There are eyes that see but say nothing at all
There are individuals who witness, but remain silent.

There are ears that hear but they don't recall
People who hear but don't remember.

In this city of ours
In our city.

So we followed your man back to your front door
We subsequently followed your associate to your residence's entrance.

And we're waiting for you outside
And we will wait for you outside.

'Cause not everybody here is scared of you
Because we are not the only ones who fear you.

Not everybody passes on the other side
Not everyone avoids engaging with you.

And we could spent our whole lives waiting
We might just spend a lifetime waiting.

For some thunderbolt to come
For something miraculous to occur.

And we could spent our whole lives waiting
We might just spend a lifetime waiting.

For some justice to be done
For fairness to be served.

Unless we make our own
But we may have to create our own.

No police, no summons, no courts of law
Nobody from law enforcement or the justice system involved.

No proper procedure, no rules of war
No formal steps or war regulations to adhere to.

No mitigating circumstance
No surrounding facts that may decrease the severity.

No lawyers fees, no second chance
No expenses incurred on lawyers, no chance for a do-over.