The Hunt Lyrics


They know every taste of your mind

you know it is wrong

They know every waste of your time

you know it is wrong

They know of your dreams

remember the dice

They know every taste of your eyes

they're always unknown

Time to face the war from the inside, yeah!

They'll never be late for your life

the guard is on top

They never have heard for your vice

they go on and on

Their hate of your dreams

you' re really divided

They never would die for your sins

they 're always alive

Time to face the war from the inside

You will dream the war inside!

Why you never taste bloody tears when Devils crying

Will you realise that you see the Devil: Christ!

Why you never taste bloody fears when Devils crying

Will you realise that you see the Devil: Christ!

Tonight

DIE!