I wanna know how many scars you have
And memories tattooed on your soul
I wanna know what its like to have a cross to bear
And struggle while growing old
You've got so many stories
To tell with honour and pride
Tales of bravery, tales of truth
You reveal with a tear in your eye
It's the thrill of the hunt
At the end of the day
The only thing that's left is a story to tell
No glory, no fame, no riches or gold
Was it still worth it you ask your self
It's the thrill of the hunt

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