Texty:
Hunter Fallen

out eternal light... I can fall to save Your heaven... I'm fallin' down... I've lost my faith... I'm fallin down... When I die all the angels fade away... I'm fallin

heart I built this anguish with my own hands I watched our faces fall apart I felt the tears of all your angels, so cold I saw the fall of all your children

on the hunt, I wanna stunt with you From the window to the wall Gotta give you my all Winter or the summertime When I get you on the springs, I'mma make you fall

on the hunt, I wanna stunt with you From the window to the wall Gotta give you my all Winter or the summertime When I get you on the springs, I'mma make you fall

Next they'll take it from you, then what you gonna do? Let 'em censor books, let 'em censor art PMRC, this is where the witch hunt starts You'll censor

I'm here You're hunting for me, I can see it in your eyes Some of the hardest things Are easy to achieve with patience I'll wait for you until the heavens fall

Off through the new day's mist I run Out from the new day's mist I have come I hunt, therefore I am, harvest the land Taking of the fallen lamb Off through

the bond way I pimp so you can see how you can do one day What do you want in the flame tell ?em the hunt day? Mark you?re hot ?.. Hut? hut... chill

afternoon In the dawn, ah, book of songs So, I'm wondering off through the wilderness Somewhere in the valley of the shadow of death Want to hunt me