Originally another song that was not related to fantasy, the lyrics “I’m the hunter” were changed to “I’m the hunstman” to appeal to the broader theme of the album. In the mixing of the song however, gunshot sounds were added, overall making the lyrical aesthetic ambiguous.
I’m the huntsman, you’re the prey
I’ve come to take your life away
Hunting season begins today
You can’t run and you can’t hide
Your head’s directly in my sights
It’s time to kiss your life goodbye
Death brings to me a sweet relief
Hungry for meat
Your head will be my new trophy
I need to feed
Beginning of your death is like beginning a new life
Your body stays secure in your frozen sarcophagi
Waiting for the day when I feed you to my family
Cut you up, break your bones
Make you into jerky
I’ve tracked you down, scouted you out
Been careful not to make a sound
And now it all comes down to this
My trigger finger feels an itch
I pull the plug I flip your switch
Smile, you son of a bitch
Death brings to me a sweet relief
Hungry for meat
Your head will be my new trophy
I need to feed
Beginning of your death is like beginning a new life
Your body stays secure in your frozen sarcophagi
Waiting for the day when I feed you to my family
Cut you up, break your bones
Make you into jerky
(Ira Solo)
Hunting Season was written by Joey Love.