Keep in mind you’ll face them all

Don’t be surprised when you awake
To a cold, shallow grave
A souvenir from the enemies you’ve made

They will rip the flesh
From your bones
And let the rats do their worst

Hands filled with blood they tell your story
But the lines on your face show your demise

The huntsmen are at it again
Slaying the beast of…
Beauty and terror
This road’s an open sea

You’re a disgrace
To your name
You’re a disgrace

In this moment
Sinew in flesh
The terrifying satisfaction
Of death

The illusion fades but the crowd still stares, wake up
Our houses are on fire but no one will care, wake up

The huntsmen are at it again
Slaying the beast of…
Beauty and terror
This road’s an open sea

Face up, arms out, you march
Don’t be surprised


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