Requiem Songtext
von Hunter
Requiem Songtext
Shadows slither in the distance
Between the forest trees
Holding candles burning brightly
At midnight
Oh I′m anxious to press onward
I know they hold my fate
Hooded heads are slowly turning towards me
Oh why should I listen to just reason
Why should I never believe
Why should I listen to just reason
Why should I never believe
Oh Hunter of great mercy take unto yourself my soul
Commit my body to the ground
Save me from death eternal when you come and judge your prey
I bow before thy horned crown
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
The key to heaven's gate turns only for gold
No empty graves across this land
And then the sinners rise, call out to the judge
The Hunter′s bloody reign's at hand
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
Lest I burn in fire forevermore
Oh Hunter let me join the pack
As we're damned and doomed, implements of war
I proudly stand with the army in black
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
Between the forest trees
Holding candles burning brightly
At midnight
Oh I′m anxious to press onward
I know they hold my fate
Hooded heads are slowly turning towards me
Oh why should I listen to just reason
Why should I never believe
Why should I listen to just reason
Why should I never believe
Oh Hunter of great mercy take unto yourself my soul
Commit my body to the ground
Save me from death eternal when you come and judge your prey
I bow before thy horned crown
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
The key to heaven's gate turns only for gold
No empty graves across this land
And then the sinners rise, call out to the judge
The Hunter′s bloody reign's at hand
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
Lest I burn in fire forevermore
Oh Hunter let me join the pack
As we're damned and doomed, implements of war
I proudly stand with the army in black
Six seeds of living breath
Six sickles or the sharp fangs of death
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
The day of wrath will come
Blessed are the dead
My heart contrite like dust
Blessed are the dead
Writer(s): Kevin Walker, Jeremy Coleman, Martin Glover, Paul Ferguson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com