The Hunter کے بول

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