The Hunt (исполнитель: Stream Of Passion)

Maybe we’ll  never know
Where it all began,
Or how we got ourselves
Into this mess.
threat greater
Than anything we’d seen,
storm that would
Erase all our beliefs.

Take the curse, the flaws
And all the things you can’t explain:
The sudden sight of nightfall
And [bad word] of the earth.
Wrap them in your deepest fears
And give them all away
To someone who can shed the tears
You’re [bad word] to contain.

Until the flame burns out
Until the end of the world,
You’ll endlessly put the blame
On every heart but your own.

Maybe it’s just easier to believe
This fire will clean the air
And bring us piece.
Maybe the smoke will ease away our pain,
Maybe the [bad word] is just too hard to take.

Soon you’ll learn to find a sign of darkness everywhere,
The craze will raise around us and the hunt will never end.

Until the flame burns out
Until the end of the world,
You’ll endlessly put the blame
On every heart but your own. 

Until the flame burns out
Until the end of the world,
Until the flame burns out
Until the end of the world,
You’ll endlessly put the blame
On every heart but your own.
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