Hunting Shadows
Be something we can follow
Your road to doom is hollowed
Save what is left of something
Can't fix things saying nothing
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our world is burnt and tattered
Our beast is hunting shadows
Planet in harvest gallows
Be something we can follow
Your road to doom is hollow
Save what is left of something
Can't fix things saying nothing
You're looking at me and I listen to you
I've listened to fools and I listen to few
And it's true with understanding
It's up to you
We're living for nothing
But we're living our something
We are living our nothing
We are something once again
They are the priests of folly
Politics and fools are swallowed
Our beast is hunting shadows
Planet in harvest gallows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our world is burnt and tattered
We are living our nothing
But we're living our something
We are living our nothing
But we're living our something once again
Tell me my friend, is this the end?
A long awaited end
I'm looking at me and I'm looking at you
I've listened to fools and I'm listing fools
Well, it's true
With understanding
I listen to me and I listen to you
Yes, it's true
With understanding
Don't look at me, you're the last man standing
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows
We're living for nothing
But we're living our something
We are living our nothing
We are something once again