Hunted کے بول

In the cold and lonely spaces between hopes and fears Where psilocybin dreams filled my younger years There lies a darkened shrine that harbors unknown tombs Drawing me forth despite my inner wounds In every night There is a dream that I can’t contain Fears that I’ve held Deep in my bones since my soul was conceived There is no light No sure escape from the tide Here stands the man, watching His fingers beckon me near What kind of evil trick has brought me back to here? A stone now is pushed aside that covers up my fear Maybe I seek this place to redeem all my sins Not just mine, but those bestowed upon my kin In every night There is a dream that I can’t contain Fears that I’ve held Deep in my bones since my soul was conceived There is no light No sure escape I see him He comes forth From darkness He takes form I see him He is I I am cursed And I am damned