For the nights taste bitter and shallow
The night hunter fled to the ones who owe
The night hunter, who creates a red eyed soldier
Now sprinkles a blur.

He curses words with tears
Expresses time in years
Makes the poison slowly spread
'Til there is a chaos in your head

He'll crosses your path, for sure
Thoughtfully mold all what's yours
By sliding away rather than confronter
That handsome cold night hunter.