Hunters walk across the land,
Burning sunshine on their head,
Walked through ruins in rain and sand,
In search for a things to eat and a place to sleep.

Creatures by the creation of God,
Mankind is the crown of all.
Hunters let them deeply fall.
All that stays are paintings in the cave.

Hunters walk across the land,
Burning sunshine on their head.
Walked through ruins in rain and sand,
In search for a things to eat and a place to sleep.