Hunting Shadows

Be something we can follow
Your road to doom is hollowed
Save what is left of something
Can't fix things saying nothing

Our beast is hunting shadows
Our world is burnt and tattered
Our beast is hunting shadows
Planet in harvest gallows

Be something we can follow
Your road to doom is hollow
Save what is left of something
Can't fix things saying nothing

You're looking at me and I listen to you
I've listened to fools and I listen to few
And it's true with understanding
It's up to you

We're living for nothing
But we're living our something
We are living our nothing
We are something once again

They are the priests of folly
Politics and fools are swallowed
Our beast is hunting shadows
Planet in harvest gallows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our world is burnt and tattered

We are living our nothing
But we're living our something
We are living our nothing
But we're living our something once again

Tell me my friend, is this the end?
A long awaited end

I'm looking at me and I'm looking at you
I've listened to fools and I'm listing fools
Well, it's true
With understanding
I listen to me and I listen to you
Yes, it's true
With understanding
Don't look at me, you're the last man standing

Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows

We're living for nothing
But we're living our something
We are living our nothing
We are something once again