The Hunter
Title | The Hunter |
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Artist | Dreams Aeterna |
Album | Horizons of Tranquility |
Release Date | 2020-11-07 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | The hunter is down inside the misty vale He will track you down and there is no escape No animal you are and nothing change the fate The path to follow only lead to your death Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape Burn it down, wash it down Your tracks to fade Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape You will just delay your judgment day Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape Burn it down, wash it down Your tracks to fade Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape There’s a chance to flee maybe another day Crawl, down on your knees don’t takе any arrow Circled by monsters chose wеll your shield and bow Use every single gap to make sure you’ll go When the blade will fall and slay and glow Run, this is the chance you have to let all go Behind you all this horror one day you will owe To all the beasts on your walls hanged to show In your castle to your wife, your son Use your powers, use your senses You're the hunter tracking the beast Recall of your duty The society is not thanking you about Only ignorant and fool are those parasites The kingdom you have to protect Is the fate we all will reflect To prevail on every human to decay Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape Burn it down, wash it down Your tracks to fade Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape You will just delay your judgment day Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape Burn it down, wash it down Your tracks to fade Track it down, hunt it down There is no escape There’s a chance to flee maybe another day You might also likeCrawl, run, hide, run for your life Wolves asleep amidst the trees Bats all a swaying in the mist But one soul, eyes anxious, wide awake Fearing all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths My dear dolly, Polly shut your eyes Lie still, lie silent, utter no cries For the Hunter, heartless, cold Paid in coins of gold He comes, he'll go, leave naught behind But heartache and deep woe Birds are silent for the night Cows turned in as daylight dies He'll chop and slice you, cut and dice you up Eat you, eat you whole |