We hold each other tight
To keep us warm
And while we do so
We watch our lifetime floating by
Obliged to take a flight
Throughout the storm
And while our doubts grow
We still encourage us to try
They say great hunters don't die in their beds
But isn't death always the same
Regardless of location
We misjudge the height 'cause they are wearing hats
The given goal in every game
Arrive on destination
The tyranny of the dying
Feeds the empathy of the sensitive ones
Some certain melodies
Lure us away
Into the wilderness
To let us breathe and set us free
We live a dreamy piece
A passion play
What lies beyond our guess
We'll have to wait it out and see
They say great hunters don't die in their beds
But isn't death always the same
Regardless of location
We misjudge the height 'cause they are wearing hats
The given goal in every game
Arrive on destination
The tyranny of the dying
Wracks the empathy of the terrified ones