The Hunt by Tyr
Hideaway, I can stay
Mountains cover my way back
One door in each direction from my hall,
my waterfall
Let them come, how come they never
Wonder why I defy
Wish to see them all die black
They do not see a different way alone,
none but their own
They just take, I take it they are close by now
Out hunting for their truth
Out on the fields of insanity after me
Let me be, they'll deceive me, never believe me
In the end we all stand alone
Each keeper of his truth
On our own field of insanity just like me
Let me be, they'll deceive you, never believe you
In the end you're alone
Burn and rave, not so brave
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