They want to face the darkness
Burning torches coming this way
Years of lies disturbed their minds

The damned priests are praying
To open the gates and seal our fate
At the stroke of midnight

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Our empty eyes avoid the light
(Hunting the damned)
I'm feeling like the devil's child
(Hunting the damned)
A hateful crowd screams at night
Hunting the damned, hunting the damned

Hunters hold the crosses
To take our lives for their beliefs
Into the woods, we can survive

In the fall of the sanctuary
Once again we leave our home
A new beginning, where to find?

[chorus]