He's lost to himself
He does not know his own opinions
In the mirror, no one stares back
He does not know what he feels
He's always prepared for war
But he does not know what to fight for
He sense danger all around
All and everything feels as a battleground
The heart is a hunter
Pull you asunder
And on its killing fields
It for nothing yields
The heart is a reaper
A silent creeper
And on its hunting grounds
Distant laughter sounds
He can't allow any joy in himself
He holds no power over that kind of light
So he builds a castle inside
For all the future grief to reside
The heart is a hunter
Pull you asunder
And on its killing fields
It for nothing yields
The heart is a reaper
A silent creeper
And on its hunting grounds
Distant laughter sounds
The heart is a hunter
Pull you asunder
And on its killing fields
It for nothing yields
The heart is a reaper
A silent creeper
And on its hunting grounds
Distant laughter sounds