Hunting with shadows
The blood is chamber in me as if it can feel the changes.
It runs, for what is comming
That thing what is seeking for me, is more evil and angrier then you ever can imagine.
The blood is chamber in me and it becomes black for my eyes
Tell me what this is
What is hunting on me
What is hurting me
Tell me what this is
Who makes of me a ranger
Run run run run run
The blood is chasing in me as a fool
On the run for what is comming
I can not sleep I must flee for it
Black shadows are following me in my run and try to catch me
They let me bow for their power
The blood is chasing in me and it becomes black for my eyes
Tell me what this is
What is hunting on me
What is hurting me
Tell me what this is
Who makes of me a ranger
Run run run run run
The blood is not streaming anymore
The chainsing has begun
Black shadows have cought me and devource me
Seeking in thes new kingdom to a new excistence
I always get remembered at the old times
and the black shadows of my life
The blood is not streaming anymore and my eyes can not see the light anymore
Tell me what this is
What is hunting on me
What is hurting me
Tell me what this is
Who makes of me a ranger
Tell me what this is
What is hunting on me
What is hurting me
Tell me, why was I the one who would never see the light anymore or feel my blood streaming
guillotine, vrouw, 37 jaar
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