The Hunted 歌词

They come with bows and arrows They come with their swords drawn They come with pistols at their sides And torches lit with fire They're stormin' every castle Hoping to steal our gold Envious of the way We have what they can never hold We are the hunted We are the chosen ones We are the wanted We are what they can't touch They stand with shaking fingers They come with holy books We stand in eyes of hurricanes Untouched by battle They are the coming darkness We are the lightning strike We are the love that burns the sky And fills your eyes with fire We are the hunted We are the chosen ones We are the wanted We are the burning Sun We are the hunted We are the chosen ones We are the wanted We are what they can't touch We are the dream that you have when you sleep That stays when you wake and turns all your colours grey We are the need when it shows through the face With the empty eyes looking for grey skies We are the hunted We are the chosen ones We are the wanted We are the burning Sun We are the hunted We are the chosen ones We are the wanted We are what they can't touch