On the threshold, he’s tempted
Another dark forest, awaits
He hunts for dark creatures, They fill his needs
For passion has died down, so did his seed
He tries to use their warmth, but they are cold
Believing that yet again, his mind will mold
The quiver is almost empty, too many mouths to feed
They talk inside his head, he pays no heed
The hunt is sacred
No time to waste
Even if it had no value
No effect
His house requires attention
But the forest provides with haste
While the fireplace is cold and empty
He keeps true to his fate
No more reasons
For the urges, only whims
Empty steps, wasted time
Some say that is all he needs
His knowledge of killing the wildlife
Is grand and vast
He thinks it leads to his salvation
But it shan’t pass
No more reasons
For the urges, only whims
Empty steps, wasted time
Some say that is all he needs
credits
from Primal,
released February 25, 2022
Music by Srefa
Mix & master by Aner Baruch
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Hunt He Needs”
Was almost asleep and started listening to this. Now I’ll probably be up for another few hours. Thank you Repose and Fallenin!
Waldmark, no problem! ☕️💪 aelia
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