In Cauda Venenum - The Dear Hunter

An apparition;

awoken

With an urge to own and occupy

Who ever said this was easy?

A majesty’s massacre floods the fields of red

Blood to your body naturally rushes the blood to your head

To your head!

And now, with our hands in line, these arms move tonight

And we cry (whoa) «we can not allow this, this is terrible!»

With ideals, we’re idle as they lust for more

Whoa, if we settle the score

We’ve never been so excited to see you before!

In the cradle we are helpless

But on our feet we are fatal

How we evolve and grow into

(Twisted beasts with a desire for disorder)

Oh!

What a terrible, terrible game we play

Replacing a pawn for a body and the players

Politicians, who say what they need to say

Now, with hands aligned, arms move tonight

Here, with abrasive eyes, pain in plain sight

And we cry (whoa) «we can not allow this, this is terrible!»

With ideals, we’re idle as they lust for more

Whoa, when we settle the score

We’ve never been so excited to see you be…

Oh, when I think about your eyes

Oh, when I think about your smile

Oh, when I dream about your lies

Traveled all this way just to find love