Half-Hunter

Half – Hunter

If prudence knows then faith lead us on till astray
As wisdom grows so fate loses hold of the reins

The hunt breaking loose
Beating time with the rhythm
So close to enable
First taste of betrayal

The fresh scent of fools
Blind to what you are giving
So feast while your’re able
On fading portrayals

Today I except the moment as how it should be
Won’t lose myself defending the meaning of free


The hunt breaking loose
Beating time with the rhythm
So feast while your’re able
On fading portrayals

If prudence knows then faith lead us on till astray
As wisdom grows so fate loses hold of the reins


The hunt breaking loose
Beating time with the rhythm
So close to enable
First taste of betrayal

The fresh scent of fools
Blind to what you are giving
So feast while your’re able
On fading portrayals

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