The Hunter

Inside the darkness

Through the snow

A knife in hand

And my wooden bow

In the silence

Walking alone

The night sings my hunting song

It sings my hunting song

The stars are shining and the cold wind blows

In every mountain through every stone

Felt the night like we're both one

And the night still sings my hunting song

Sings my hunting song

Prey in sight and it starts to run

Arrow in hand, the hunt begun

Under the skies, beyond the sun

Blood in hand, my work is done!

My prey is dying and panting slowly

No one to rescue

Death comes lonely

We live together to die alone

And I'll always sing my hunting song

Sing my hunting song