Hunter Lyrics

It is a brutal technical proceeding

Taking control over your being

Feverish midnight mass at last.

Mason jar open - find something fast

Empty from inside out and backward

Hollow stare. There is the next black swan!

Shoot! Arrow, bullet, audio muted and

Now slice that beating life thread

Flesh so warm but getting cold by a beat.

Excuse me.

The beat stopped and this beast keeps tracing fingertips on

Those hips, face, mouth. Kiss it.

It's better to relive than always have an eternal

Monday without spirit.

Sucking bones, November will turn them

In to dust and manchild finds another one to thrust

To think that your geyser holds the elixir

Which brings salvation to the nation

Prove me first you can handle a

Simple conversation without a hesitation

As those hearts have been disconnecting

From the circuits of toxic pattern

They finally catch a glimpse of light and all

Of a sudden you call them heathens

Frightening I know to lose your bow

The work that needs to be done don't

Require a killer gun. Only you and

First look at what you've been running from

Once the wild hunt completes its cycle

And that lion grows out it's golden mane

A real pursuit will begin to transpire

Free of mischief, ache and pain