They want to face the darkness Burning torches coming this way Years of lies disturbed their minds
The damned priests are praying To open the gates and seal our fate At the stroke of midnight
[chorus] Our empty eyes avoid the light (Hunting the damned) I'm feeling like the devil's child (Hunting the damned) A hateful crowd screams at night Hunting the damned, hunting the damned
Hunters hold the crosses To take our lives for their beliefs Into the woods, we can survive
In the fall of the sanctuary Once again we leave our home A new beginning, where to find?
[chorus]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
