The Hunted
Rigz
GENRE [Verse 1]
They come with bows and arrows
They come with their swords drawn
They come with pistols at their sides
And torches lit with fire
[Verse 2]
They're stormin' every castle
Hoping to steal our gold
Envious of the way
We have what they can never hold
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are what they can't touch
[Verse 3]
They stand with shaking fingers
They come with holy books
We stand in eyes of hurricanes
Untouched by battle [?]
[Verse 4]
They are the coming darkness
We are the lightning strike
We are the love that burns the skys
And fills your eyes with fire
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are the burning sun
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are what they can't touch
[Verse 5]
We are the dream that you have when you sleep
That stays when you wake and turns all your colours grey
We are the need when it shows you the face
With the empty eyes looking for grey skies
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are the burning sun
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are what they can't touch
They come with bows and arrows
They come with their swords drawn
They come with pistols at their sides
And torches lit with fire
[Verse 2]
They're stormin' every castle
Hoping to steal our gold
Envious of the way
We have what they can never hold
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are what they can't touch
[Verse 3]
They stand with shaking fingers
They come with holy books
We stand in eyes of hurricanes
Untouched by battle [?]
[Verse 4]
They are the coming darkness
We are the lightning strike
We are the love that burns the skys
And fills your eyes with fire
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are the burning sun
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are what they can't touch
[Verse 5]
We are the dream that you have when you sleep
That stays when you wake and turns all your colours grey
We are the need when it shows you the face
With the empty eyes looking for grey skies
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are the burning sun
[Chorus]
We are the hunted
We are the chosen ones
We are the wanted
We are what they can't touch
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