Lost myself in all those wicked screams
They haunt me day and night
I hear hunters howl in awful schemes
Their voices cut like knives
I feel them cut like knives
Lost myself in all those wicked screams
They haunt me day and night
I hear hunters howl in awful schemes
Their voices cut like knives
They cut like rusty knives
Dark ships stood still in waiting. Armor screech
They crawl into my dreams.
I am so distant in those hollow eyes
Climb I will or crawl I will
No one escapes the hands of the hunter
No one escapes the hands of the hunter
The life the dreams the death
No one escapes the hands of the hunter
No one escapes the hands of the hunter
The life the dreams the death
The life the dreams the death