Hunted by Alustrium Lyrics
Awakened bewildered
Beneath a blackened calloused sky
A single star glistens
As cold creeps in as icy knives
With a flash of intuition
Feeling something, a dark presence
Neck hairs standing, lungs constricting
Suddenly my will to live is engaged
Festering, this sickness
Corrupting, consciousness
Deep within this darkness
Is unrelenting shame
On the run, avoidance
But getting nowhere, evasion
The guilt within my soul takes shape
Shadows casted on distant walls
Torches flicker, playing tricks
This unmarkеd road gives no comfort
But it's all that's left
This cavern еchoing
Alone but not for long
My heartbeat, it quickens
With the urge run
Slithering black tendrils
Coiling, such hatred
Deep within this darkness
Is unrelenting shame
On the run, avoidance
But getting nowhere, evasion
The guilt within takes shape and births regret
Growling, howling, threatening me
Feral beasts sent to punish me
I feel them chasing now, nipping at my heels
Regret looms closer now, thoughts of forfeited safety
The mountains made from hills, the perception of repressions
Don't seem so awful now
Beneath a blackened calloused sky
A single star glistens
As cold creeps in as icy knives
With a flash of intuition
Feeling something, a dark presence
Neck hairs standing, lungs constricting
Suddenly my will to live is engaged
Festering, this sickness
Corrupting, consciousness
Deep within this darkness
Is unrelenting shame
On the run, avoidance
But getting nowhere, evasion
The guilt within my soul takes shape
Shadows casted on distant walls
Torches flicker, playing tricks
This unmarkеd road gives no comfort
But it's all that's left
This cavern еchoing
Alone but not for long
My heartbeat, it quickens
With the urge run
Slithering black tendrils
Coiling, such hatred
Deep within this darkness
Is unrelenting shame
On the run, avoidance
But getting nowhere, evasion
The guilt within takes shape and births regret
Growling, howling, threatening me
Feral beasts sent to punish me
I feel them chasing now, nipping at my heels
Regret looms closer now, thoughts of forfeited safety
The mountains made from hills, the perception of repressions
Don't seem so awful now