The Hunter from Hysterese by Hysterese

Feel the urge to chase it
Spirits take control
Carry the scent and focus
You can trust the, trust the moonlight

Touch of fear and shiver
Feels like hide and seek
Hunch of death and glory
Close, near, closer, close, near, gotcha!

You see me running
In the middle of the night
You are the hunter - my hunter
And I can’t escape

You feel strong my hunter
But I lie in wait
Careless midnight growler
Bark at, bark at, bark at the moon

Feel the urge to chase it
Spirits take control
Carry the scent and focus
You can’t trust the, trust the moonlight

I see you running
In the middle of the night
I am the hunter - the hunter
And you can’t escape

• Rock
• alternative
• hardcore
• post-punk