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Out in the Jungle

The Hunt has begun

A Rite of Passage

An Ultimate Prey

Unblooded class

He must succeed

Failure in the Hunt

Will be his Death

We are The Hunted

Be prepared or be a Trophy Case

Fearless Wrist Blade

His weapon of Choice

Cutting through flesh

And slashing in bones

Cloaked and Ready

Stealth at its best

Waiting the moment

To strike for the kill

An outerspace Hunter

Killing us one at a time!

Not a thing

Leaving No trace

Leaving No blood

Leaving No bodies

Not a thing

Leaving No trace

Leaving No blood

Leaving No one

When there's no way out

You must fight to the Death

Unblooded class

He must succeed

Failure in the Hunt

Will be his Death

Cloaked and Ready

Stealth at its best

Waiting the moment

To strike for the kill