your head will be mine

legions of monsters i've fought 'cross the land

the cruelest of all is the one we call man

when you're a witcher

you're given a choice

kill for a living or be unemployed

show me the beast that you want destroyed

i'll bring you it's head if you cough up the coins

silver and steel

fire and ice

giants will fall

vampires will fry

werewolves will howl

sirens will cry

and griffins will tumble right out of the sky

quick

saddle up

take to the road

look to the horizon

just

follow the path

where it may go

if you want to survive this

don't draw the line

if you know where i stand

the law i live by is the blade in my hand

now look in these eyes

see i'm not like the rest

to think like a monster is what i do best

your head will be mine

when the white wolf prevails

there is nowhere to hide

cuz i'm hot on your trail

just a footprint behind

and i won't lose the trail

when the winds of war rise

then it's time to set sail

the hunt has only begun

we've all come undone

i stand where the rest chose to run

all these friends

come and gone

made the man i've become

i will not sheathe my sword

'till this battle is won

hark

the herald

welcome geralt

hunter of beasts

exotic and feral

don't need protection

no matter the peril

nobody told you? witchers are sterile

respect women

never abuse 'em

when it comes to ladies

man

i can chose 'em

yennefer

is my sorceress

i'd kill you if you ever saw her breasts

land

sea or horseback

all my fellow witchers

where your swords at?

you will learn to live with a sore back

when you put your whole team on your back

mortal fates sealed

by my fine blade of steel

to the beast i encounter

this silver won't yield

these nightmares that haunt me

becoming so real

deep cuts come to mend

but some wounds never heal

your head will be mine

when the white wolf prevails

there is nowhere to hide

cuz i'm hot on your trail

just a footprint behind

and i won't lose the trail

when the winds of war rise

then it's time to set sail

the hunt has only begun

we've all come undone

i stand where the rest chose to run

all these friends

come and gone

made the man i've become

i will not sheathe my sword

'till this battle is won

legions of monsters i've fought 'cross the land

the cruelest of all is the one we call man

potions and hexes

best keep them on hand

hunt or be hunted

obey or command

don't draw the line

if you know where i stand

the law i live by is the blade in my hand

now look in these eyes

see i'm not like the rest

to think like a monster is what i do best

your head will be mine

when the white wolf prevails

there is nowhere to hide

cuz i'm hot on your trail

just a footprint behind

and i won't lose the trail

when the winds of war rise

then it's time to set sail

the hunt has only begun

we've all come undone

i stand where the rest chose to run

all these friends

come and gone

made the man i've become

i will not sheathe my sword

'till this battle is won