something too easy might be a waste of time but
don’t go making things harder than they have to be
nothing worthwhile is easy
when getting up feels like giving up
true plans begin in hearts of men
surrounded on all sides
by the battered who refuse to fall in line
the hunter has a solitary thought:
“Obtain by force the blood of which I ought.”
skilled as though he is, the hunter always dies
sacrificed to fate without a prize
true plans begin in hearts of men
surrounded on all sides
by the hungry who refuse to fall in line
and lit at center stage,
illuminated ballad of the age
Orion shares his final thought
the sun will rise
and the hunter fades into the skies
