كلمات The Hunt

Breezes flowing from east to west Have gone to their eternal rest Light rays fading from red to blue Have blurred the endless view The darkest hour before the dawn So now we know the hunt, the hunt, the hunt is on We will rise, rise! Mercy dies, dies! Like the sun in early morn Beware the blowing horn On the rise, rise! Cries and lies, lies! Like a raven in the sky We are here until we die! We will rise! Desperate steps, we search for more The inner peace, the silent war Far beyond the twisted pines We catch them up, our restless minds The darkest hour before the dawn So now we know the hunt, the hunt, the hunt is on We will rise, rise! Mercy dies, dies! Like the sun in early morn Beware the blowing horn On the rise, rise! Cries and lies, lies! Like a raven in the sky We are here until we die! We will rise! Rise, rise, rise Like the sun Rise, rise, rise In early morn Rise, rise, rise We are here Rise, rise, rise Until we die We will rise, rise! Mercy dies, dies! Like the sun in early morn Beware the blowing horn On the rise, rise! Cries and lies, lies! Like a raven in the sky We are here until we die! We will rise!