Hunter’s Night - Allen Lande

The heavy air is hard to breathe
The night is challenging her
She's here because of greed
She feels the smell of fear
Sense it in the air
There's nowhere to run and there's nowhere to hide
Don't you look into her evil eyes
Don't touch her cold skin or you slowly will die
Don't be fooled by her friendly smile
Don't you follow her treacherous voice
That leads the fool into her arms
Here she comes
Chasing after your poor soul
She won't let your heart grow old
The hunter's night will last forever
No one out there knows she's here
Hurry before it is too late
Silent steps approaching you
Don't you look into her evil eyes
Here she comes